Saved by Sunday

I woke up with a headache today Like a saint got to sweat my youth away Who cares Not me Who cares Not me She said that it seems that I'm mental Why I can't really taste anymore Lately I'm just always bored Still lost on the shores (Finally I have found a place where I can be all alone) (Alone, alone, alone, alone) (Alone, alone, alone, alone) (Baby I'm dancing in the dark) (With you between my arms) (Barefoot on the rock) (While listening to out favourite song) (Okay then) I'm stuck blaming you instead of arranging my life Lost the strife, my weed pipe it give me that insight Or maybe how the hell Mama say God will take the problems away But God put a lot of problems in my way It's been a lot of lonely nights I've been lost and afraid Going a wrong way but nobody's telling me stop Money in my head I bang my hands against the glass I see a flash that I crashed and my brain's upon the dash Woke up in the field with my head on backwards Now everyone seems like an actor What do I do when my father is the pastor I woke up with a headache today Like a saint got to sweat my youth away Who cares Not me Who cares Not me