LYRICS: Rowlene – Sunday Morning ft. Manana
[Verse 1: Rowlene & Manana]
Somebody call me a medic
I’m sick and I don’t know who did it
Put me in cardiac arrest, and make bail
I can’t choose but if I could I guess I’d say
[Chorus: Rowlene & Manana]
It’s bitter on a Sunday morning
Heartbreak, it’s bitter on a Sunday morning
I’m feeling like a star that’s falling
Still bitter on a Sunday morning
[Verse 2: Rowlene & Manana]
I know it’s kinda pathetic
I’m sick but you know I’m in medic
So run your blood tests, you know I failed
You made my life a living hell
I can’t choose but still I’d say
[Chorus: Rowlene & Manana]
It’s bitter on a Sunday morning
Heartbreak, it’s bitter on a Sunday morning (Heartbreak is bitter)
I’m feeling like the sky is falling
It’s bitter on a Sunday morning
[Bridge: Rowlene, Manana & Both]
[?] please help
Save me from myself
How long will it take, to heal?
[Outro: Rowlene & Manana]
Maybe on a Sunday morning
Maybe on a Sunday morning
