[Verse 1]
I'm sorry that I don’t know how to talk about drinking
You said dad's on the bend and you're sending those texts while you’re shaking away
I'm holding my nose and jumping into this
Faking the lines
'Cause I just see the frame
I was never that good with the painting

[Chorus]
You're crying and sober
'Cause Sunday is over
And I'm trying to handle you as tight as I can

[Verse 2]
You're lying awake
You're turning away and detaching
’Cause whenever I ask what it is you say "thank you for asking again"
For holding my hand
For helping me handle, see I’m laughing
And adjusting the frame so you don't see the pain when it happens

[Chorus]
But you’re crying and sober
'Cause Sunday is over
And I'm trying to handlе you as tight as I can