Sorry that I gave you all my Sundays   Oblivious and blind believing everything you said      All the things I never knew I wanted   Chasing me and charming me and sleeping in my bed      And I’m sorry that I gave you all my Sundays   Sunday’s never gonna be the same      Carelessly I drew my own conclusions   Missing pretty chances I was waiting for your call      Foolishly seduced by our illusions   The one who fit so perfectly did not exist at all      So I’m sorry that I gave you all my Sundays   Sunday’s never gonna be the same      Let you wrap your promises around me   Suffocating, choking me in ways I can’t explain      Made you love the little things about me   The very things you loved in me are the things you took away      So I’m sorry that I left you in the morning   But morning’s never would’ve been the same      And I’m sorry that I gave you all my Sundays   Sunday’s never gonna be the same