[Chorus]
On Sundays, I don’t pray
I pray to God you don’t just up and
Leave and go your way
Hate to be stuck in the way
And I’m stuck in my ways
And I won’t tell you always
“Always” means that promise is there
And I’m not tryna break it
I’m tryna have you like yesterday
When you don’t really seem so far away

[Verse]
I’ve got chills in my bones
And they’re bringing me home
And I’ve got nothing to wear
I swear I’m never prepared
I hope you like how I look
And hope you like how I feel
A world where we’re not in love
Swear that’s not even rеal
How could I care what they say
I got the wind in my facе
‘86 Chevrolet, I let the radio play
Singing; ‘La’
[Chorus]
On Sundays, I don’t pray
I pray to God you don’t just up and
Leave and go your way
Hate to be stuck in the way
And I’m stuck in my ways
And I won’t tell you always
“Always” means that promise is there
And I’m not tryna break it
I’m tryna have you like yesterday
When you don’t really seem so far away

[Outro]
And I want to tell you always
I’ll tell you something real