Sunday nights, always filled with pain,
One day I will have broken that chain,
That’ll be the day,
When she comes home to be here with her mother again.
I know that I am the one to blame,
myself being particularly insane,
definitely not one of those plain Janes.
Some times i want to run off,
jump on the first available train,
but thats running away,
running away again.
I might say i need a break,
but i still have to come home and face it in the end.
Its hard because you feel like, on this day you need a friend,
but its all impossible to mend,
And on no one you can depend,
This is what happens to me at the end of the weekend.
So what would you reccommend?
I understand people don’t want to say what they think,
out of fear it will offend.