Sunday morning... You gave no warning.. That you would Break your word... Gave me no reason You would come And you cut me down 100 times... 100 times... Gave me no reason An a time You would shout me out 100 times... 100 times... Under your covers Under your skin... When we were lovers... When you were my king We live believing that You swore you would Never just walk out.. 100 times... 100 times... I lived believing that our love Would always keep us bound... Just like you said... 100 times... Sunday morning... You gave no warning.. That you would Break your word... But under your covers Under your skin... When we were lovers... When you were my king