Sunday Feeling

[Verse 1: Jimmy Harwood]
Yeah i wake up
I think i did something wrong for your taste love
Shouldn’t have put so much shit in my red cup
And i just don’t wanna be the breaker, mistaking myself
I wanna know you
If i had’ve known about it and that i was supposed to
I would’ve been right there in a minute, you are my fortune
I've got that Sunday feeling, Sunday feeling

[Chorus: Jimmy Harwood]
I'm gonna hop into my time machine and click last night
Gonna gather the memories that you took out of my mind
Gonna chuck them in a bouquet, hope your’e okay
Now it's your face, staring back at mine
I'm gonna hop into my time machine and click last night
Gonna gather the memories that you took out of my mind
Gonna chuck them in a bouquet, hope your’е okay
Now it's your face, staring back at mine

[Verse 2: r.em.edy]
Oh i wake up
Thе taste of whiskey still stained on my tastebuds
I wish i didn’t see you when you fucked it up
I thought you had some faith
Was i enough
Why’d you call bluff
Do you hate love?

[Bridge: Jimmy Harwood & r.em.edy]
I've got that Sunday feeling, Sunday feeling
(I got that Sunday Feeling)
I've got that Sunday feeling, Sunday feeling
I've got that Sunday feeling, Sunday feeling
I hope that Monday, heals it

[Chorus: Jimmy Harwood]
I'm gonna hop into my time machine and click last night
Gonna gather the memories that you took out of my mind
Gonna chuck them in a bouquet, hope your’e okay
Now it's your face, staring back at mine
I'm gonna hop into my time machine and click last night
Gonna gather the memories that you took out of my mind
Gonna chuck them in a bouquet, hope your’e okay
Now it's your face, staring back at mine
(Staring back at mine)