Sappy pathetic little me 
That was the girl I used to be 
You had me on my knees 
I'd trade you places any day 
I'd never thought you could be that way 
But you looked like me on Sunday
You came in with the breeze 
On Sunday Morning 
You sure have changed since yesterday 
Without any warning 

I thought I knew you 
I thought I knew you 
I thought I knew you well... so well 

You're trying my shoes on for a change
They look so good but fit so strange 
Out of fashion so I [bad word] 

You came in with the breeze 
On Sunday Morning 
You sure have changed since yesterday
Without any warning 

I thought I knew you 
I thought I knew you 
I thought I knew you well... so well 

I know who I am, but who are you? 
You're not looking like you used to 
You're on the other side of the mirror 
So nothing's looking quite as clear 

Thank you, for turning on the light 
Thank you, now you're the parasite 
I didn't think you had it in you 
And now, you're looking like I used to! 

You came in with the breeze 
On Sunday Morning 
You sure have changed since yesterday 
Without any warning 
And you want me badly
You cannot have me 

I thought I knew you 
I've got a new view 
I thought I knew you well...oh well

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