Weekness

[Verse 1]

Sundays weren't always this cruel (Sundays weren't always this cruel)

Your blade once sharpened my sword, turned to a duel

By Monday, you were slippin' away from me

Tuesday, the truth flickers on

Wednesday, whispers a war

Oh

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]

Thursday mornin' I mourn

All the love

We both have torn

I don't know

What will come

Before the week is done

Friday the fights couldn't stop

Saturday was the saddest of all

[Bridge]

(Yeah)

[Verse 3]

Fought for us with everything I had

Can't ignore the fact that it makes me sad

I see the color of a now forgotten drеam

Sunset in the winter, pull you closе to me

I see the colors, blur reality

Pull me from the truth, say it's not what it seems

We're for each other, slip through my hands

Like water out the ocean or, or a desert sand

I see the colors of midweek blues

Must be the summer or it's black and blue

I see the colors, bleed through the skin

Oh, is it really real?

Oh

Oh