Gather 'round, gather 'round
I'm feeling all dramatic
(alright)
This town's got heartbreaks punched in walls
Rearrange, turn the page
This ain't the way I'm used to
If only I could find the time
All of those reasons get me down
And all of those Sunday mornings
Alone in a box beside my perfect view
Yesterday's black earl grey
Straight teeth and fine white leather
Long drives and songs from '99
Thrown away, grasp my chain
You occupy my daydreams
Who am I?
All of those reasons get me down
And all of those Sunday mornings
Alone in a box and singing dreadful tunes
(singing lullabies)
All of those midnight altercations
And all of those wish-I-would-have-done's
Remind me of why I'm crawling back to you
(singing lullabies)
You got me hooked on you
All of those reasons got me down
And all of those Sunday mornings
Alone in a box beside my perfect view

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