Velvet Underground - Sunday Morning lyrics

Hey sweetheart,

Don’t take it so hard.

I’m sorry I was bringing you down.

I didn’t mean it when I said, that I wish you were dead.

And hey sweetheart, is that your new car?

Why don't you drive it off of a cliff?

Because I can't stand your life,

Since I am no longer in it.

And the pain is real.

But so are the pills.

I can talk to my therapist, pretend you don’t exist.

The further you go,

The colder my bones begin to grow.

They’re cracking and creaking,

Creating a big scene,

In the vessel of my body.

And hey sweetheart,

How far is too far?

Cause now I have some blood on my hands.

It may have been a mistake,

But I am only a man.

And the pain is real,

But so are the pills.

I can talk to my therapist, pretend you don’t exist.

The further you go,

The colder my bones begin to grow.

They’re cracking and creaking,

Creating a big scene,

In the vessel of my body.

The further you go,

The colder my bones begin to grow.

They’re cracking and creaking,

Creating a big scene,

In the vessel of my body.