Early sunday morning, coffee by my bed Sunlight on my pillow, music in my head Early morning papers are beneath the door I see my name and I read on for more More, more, more, more As I sit there reading, garbage truck drives by Garbage that I'm reading just reel in my eyes Early morning papers slipping from my hands Words and words that I don't understand Don't play the critic Try to forget it Listen to the music Oh, don't play the critic As you sit there writing what goes through your head So bitter and so biting wishing I was dead Early sunday morning slipping to your bed Words can't hurt you, no words can't hurt you Don't play the critic Try to forget it Listen to the music Oh, don't play the critic Don't play the critic Try to forget it Listen to the music Oh, don't play the critic