Sunday Morning
Matisse Lyrics


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My heart you are tearing apart
When tears like pearls
Fall like rain in my hands
On a Sunday morning

Who do you love?

You're like a beautiful star
And I am a piece of trash
In your delicate arms
On a Sunday morning

Who do you love?

And now I am singing alone
On a Sunday morning

No, no, no
Tell me why I don't like Sundays?
With a Judas kiss
I'll let you go
No, no, no
Tell me where's the love on Mondays
Shall we make a wish?
And then let go?

You love making a scene
And words like knives
Cut through layers of skin
On a Sunday morning

Who do you love?

And I am singing alone
On a Sunday morning

No, no, no
Tell me why I don't like Sundays?
With a Judas kiss
I'll let you go
No, no, no
Tell me where's the love on Mondays




Shall we make a wish?
And then let go?

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of the song 'Sunday Morning' indicate that the singer's heart is being torn apart by someone in their life. This is emphasized by the simile "tearing apart... like pearls." The imagery continues as they hold their tears in their hands, essentially collecting their heartache. The usage of the day 'Sunday' implies that it is a day of rest and relaxation, but the singer is experiencing just the opposite since they are grappling with their emotions. The repetition of the question "Who do you love?" serves to emphasize that the source of their heartache is a person.


The second verse continues with the star/trash metaphor, which indicates that the singer feels inferior to the person causing their pain. They feel fragile in the person's arms and juxtaposed with their partner's aura of beauty, the singer is painted as undesirable. The line "And now I am singing alone" could indicate that the singer is able to attempt to move on from the source of their heartache, but the fact that it takes place on a Sunday morning implies that the breakup or pain is more recent. The chorus follows the same pattern, questioning the lack of love on Mondays, and asking why they don't like Sundays. The final line, "shall we make a wish and then let go?" shows a level of acceptance towards what has happened and the possibility of letting go.




Line by Line Meaning

My heart you are tearing apart
You are breaking my heart and causing me great emotional pain


When tears like pearls
My tears are falling and resemble small pearls


Fall like rain in my hands
I am holding my hands out and my tears are falling into them like rain


On a Sunday morning
This is happening on a Sunday morning


Who do you love?
I am questioning who you love and why you are hurting me


You're like a beautiful star
You are beautiful and shine brightly like a star


And I am a piece of trash
Compared to you, I feel worthless and insignificant


In your delicate arms
You are holding me softly and gently


And now I am singing alone
I am singing by myself now


No, no, no
I am expressing my disagreement and distress


Tell me why I don't like Sundays?
I am questioning why I feel unhappy on Sundays


With a Judas kiss
You are betraying me just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss


I'll let you go
I will release you from my life and move on


Tell me where's the love on Mondays
I am wondering where the love has gone and why things are difficult on Mondays


Shall we make a wish?
Should we try to hope for a better future together?


And then let go?
But eventually we will have to let go of each other


You love making a scene
You enjoy causing drama and attracting attention


And words like knives
Your words are sharp and hurt me deeply


Cut through layers of skin
Your words penetrate deeply into my emotions


On a Sunday morning
This is happening on a Sunday morning




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