A month of Sundays

"A month of Sundays", which should probably be called "Never in a month of Sundays" is a B-side to "Take it out on the dancefloor.

Lyrics

Scrabbling round on my hands and knees
Trying to find a clue to these
Questions you keep asking me
But I can't see

I've done nothing wrong
I've nothing to hide
I say out loud
What's on the inside
If you could count
The tears I've cried
Over you

Never in a month of Sundays
Would I come back to you
It's just not what I would do
I know we had a few fun days
Then, I outgrew you
Though, I didn't mean to

I didn't mean to
I didn't mean to

Call me a fake and give back that ring
Projection is a wonderful thing
I was insecure and now I know why
It didn't take long to say goodbye

I've done nothing wrong
I've nothing to hide
I say out loud
What's on the inside
If you could count
The tears I've cried
Over you

Never in a month of Sundays
Would I come back to you
It's just not what I would do
I know we had a few fun days
Then, I outgrew you
Though, I didn't mean to

I didn't mean to

You never really know what's going on
Inside someone's head
You never really know what's going on
Inside someone's head
You never really know what's going on

Never in a month of Sundays
Would I come back to you
It's just not what I would do
I know we had a few fun days
Then, I outgrew you
Though, I didn't mean to

Never in a month of Sundays
I didn't mean to
Never in a month of Sundays
I didn't mean to
Never in a month of Sundays

I didn't mean to
Never in a month of Sundays
I didn't mean to
Never in a month of Sundays

Versions

• Appears on "Take it out on the dancefloor" maxi-single.

Personnel

• Written, produced and performed by Daniel Bailey-Graham.