Lonely Sunday In Mid December

I could’ve just fucked her tonight
Instead I chose to be alone
I could’ve just fucked her.. tonight
Instead I chose to be alone
It’s a strange Saturday night
And I wait for Sunday to arrive and to go by
Lonely Sunday in mid December
I could’ve just hugged her back then
Instead I chose to take her home
I’m sitting here on my own
A lonely Sunday in mid December and I’m staring at my phone
I don’t
I don’t want you to call
I don’t want you to write
It’s a pretty lonely night
It’s a pretty lonely night
It’s a pretty lonely night
I don’t want you to call
I don’t want you to write
It’s a pretty lonely night
I could’ve just fucked her tonight
Instead I chose to think of you
I could’ve just fucked her tonight
Instead I chose to think of you
I don’t
I don’t want you to call
I don’t
I don’t want you at all
I don’t
I don’t want you to text me that you care
I don’t want you here
I’m sitting here on my own
A lonely Sunday in mid December and I’m staring at my phone
A lonely Sunday in mid December