Grayscale - Sunday lyrics

Turn off the lights and tell me everything that’s on your mind Or how we both know you’ve been off since last July Your eyes are swollen from feeling so alone It’s inside, I swear that I’m not going home Two days now broken down in the same room I’ll hold you tight while you cry hard into my arms It’s funny how John’s dad says we’re all just wasting our time And to make things worse, John can’t follow us all night Don’t tell me it won’t be the same And I guess I’ll hope for the best And tell myself I’ll make it and be okay You know you mean so much to me And here’s to another night in my basement Where Dallas and I will sulk about How we hate our generation So here’s a thank you From me through the lesson of growing older And how I actually am afraid of being nineteen Don’t tell me it won’t be the same And I guess I’ll hope for the best And tell myself I’ll make it and be okay You know you mean so much to me Don’t tell me it won’t be the same And I guess I’ll hope for the best And tell myself I’ll make it and be okay You know you mean so much to me I hope it was worth it I hope it was worth it