it's sunday's morning and I'm feeling quite tired, but full of joy.
''I'm on the doorstep
With my key turned in the doorWalk in the living room
And you're sat on the floor
My heart is aching
And I've never felt this bad
I pinch myself
To check that all of this is real
Keep faking
I'm not letting on I feel this sad
And then you've got the cheek
To ask me how I feel''
