Weekends

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I don't really have friends Don't go out on weekends I don't have a lover left to hold Friday night I'm alone, sat at the piano Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn't call

You say, "Now I see, you busy Out and living my wildest of dreams With new friends, new cities" But now inside my heart wants to scream

Where's the love that I know we ignited? Darkness in me and I learned how to hide it Made you believe that I'm happier like this No, no

I don't really have friends Don't go out on weekends I don't have a lover left to hold Friday night I'm alone, sat at the piano Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn't call

I'm sipping on storms in teacups Thinking I'm drunk in some pub With people that I hardly know But I'm so fucking lonely, no one really knows me You are still a heart I hope to hold

You turn, say to me "You're happy and you're actually seeing somebody" And you're both so proud of me But now inside my heart starts to scream

Where is the love that I know we ignited? Fire in me and I learned how to light it Made you believe I was happier like this No, no

I don't really have friends Don't go out on weekends I don't have a lover left to hold Friday night I'm alone, sat at the piano Thinking 'bout the ex I shouldn't call

I'm sipping on storms in teacups Thinking I'm drunk in some pub With people that I hardly know But I'm so fucking lonely, no one really knows me You are still a heart I want to hold

We had a love that never died You were my world and on my side From bright as day to dark as night You look at me and ask me why

I don't really have friends Don't go out on weekends I don't have a lover left to hold Friday night I'm alone, sat at the piano Thinking 'bout the love we used to know

I'm sipping on storms in teacups Thinking I'm drunk in some pub With people that I hardly know But I'm so fucking lonely, no one really knows me You are still a heart I want, heart I want to hold

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