Sunday

D#m    B         F#
Momma says I'm up to no good again
D#m                B                     F#
Couldn't make her proud, though I did my best
              D#m
I feel like a mess
                B                     F#
I feel like I'm stuck in the wrong skin
               D#m
I feel like I'm sick
                     B                    F#
But I'm having trouble swallowing my own medicine


[Chorus]
 D#m    B         F#                   C#
Sunday, carry me, carry me down to the water
             D#m       B             C#
And wash me clean, I'm still struggling
 D#m     B                F#            C#                D#m
Sunday, bury me under the weight of who you need me to be
     B           C#
Can't you see I'm struggling?


[Verse 2]
D#m         B                  F#
I keep God locked in a picture frame
D#m                B                        F#
So I feel a little better about my numbered days
            D#m
Yeah, I confess
                      B                            F#
The questions and the answers seem to the sound the same
                  D#m
I'm just like the rest
               B                        F#
Standing tall, pretending not to be afraid


[Chorus](*Single Strum)
D#m*    B*         F#*                   C#*
Sunday, carry me, carry me down to the water
           D#m*      B*            C#*
And wash me clean, I'm still struggling
D#m    B         F#                   C#               D#m
Sunday, bury me under the weight of who you need me to be
         B             C#
Can't you see I'm struggling?


[Bridge](1st part only quiet bass notes)
(D#m)               (B)
Sunday, come around, lift me up again
(F#)                   (C#)
Never too proud for a helping hand
 (D#m)             (B)
I've been feeling down
(F#)           (C#)
Can you heal me now?
D#m                  B
Sunday, come around, lift me up again
F#                    C#
Never too proud for a helping hand
D#m               B
I've been feeling down
F#             C#
Can you heal me now?


[Chorus]
N.C     N.C      F#                   C#
Sunday, carry me, carry me down to the water
            D#m        B           C#
And wash me clean, I'm still struggling
D#m     B        F#                     C#                 D#m
Sunday, bury me under the weight of who you need me to be
         B            C#
Can't you see I'm struggling?