Sundays when the rules change And your phone rings like it's supposed to But you don't know what you're doing To this love and, and she knows it I don't wanna waste your time Making rules that don't apply But I know these feelings change And it's hard to rearrange But come Monday you'll be back to Making sense of what you're supposed to Sunday feels so far away I don't wanna waste your time Making rules that don't apply But I know these feelings change And it's hard to rearrange I'm trying to turn it off But I can't leave it off I couldn't sleep tonight Wondering why We go back to what we're supposed to We go back to