Smackin Isaiah - Month Of Sundays lyrics

It's incredible, the way you made me look forward to another miserable day And from the days, to weeks, to months, you'd be surprised how it adds up to this ugliness now that you're gone I thought time would trade this hopelessness for love, and I believe that they both feel identical I'm counting back the other ways I hate you It always happens that way And I would love to change your mind, but I never f**ing tried I'm laughing, well, you're not To cross this line to happiness from hell I'll have to do alright with someone else Now I'm counting backwards, and there's only you There's only you