Mornings

In the morning

In the morning I get up I move some muscle

In the morning

I get up I move some muscle

Getting up is such a struggle

We fought all night

And I cried cried cried cried

On the telephone

But in the morning

In the morning I get up I move some muscle

I tell you and you tell me all the things that we want to hear

I tell you and you tell me all the things that we want to hear

In the morning

I get up I check you're sleeping

Hoping that you won't be peeping

Cuz' in the morning

After fighting I get up

And I'm so sad

All of the days that you showed me

What it feels to be truly scared

I tell you and you tell me all the things that we want to hear

I tell you and you tell me all the things that we want to hear

In the Morning I get up I move some muscle

Getting up is such a struggle

Cuz' in the morning

After fighting I get up

And I'm so sad

In the Morning I don't want to get up

I don't want to see your face

I don't want to feel your touch

In the morning we are always fed up

Cuz' we're always in this place and we don't want to be here

It has been four years

And I know before this

I used to wake up without fear

I'll tell you and you tell me all the things that we want to hear

I love you but that's not enough

Cuz' I don't want to fight

It gets so rough