Sunday Morning Cereal

Stand back, oh yeah Sunday morning cereal Stand back, oh yeah Sunday morning cereal Get up Stand back, oh yeah Sunday morning cereal By the time I'm 23 I know where I gotta be I'm begging for you, please 'Cause I'm on my hands and knees I'm spreading like disease And I try and cut it down And you treat me like a tree Like I'm the only one around I guess it's up to me and you Choosin' what we wanna do But I never have a clue 'Cause I never think it through You treat me like I'm dust and I'm floatin' in the air You think that I'm a monster and I never really care Sunday morning cereal Get up Stand back, oh yeah Sunday morning Now I'm missing you What can I do? It only seems to change Will you ever come back to me? Sunday morning cereal Get up Stand back, oh yeah Sunday morning Stand back, oh yeah Stand back, oh yeah Stand back, oh yeah