I met you underneath the covers
And now the feeling's getting stubborn
But I'm not one for ghosting, no
Just wide-eyed always hoping
A million ways to leave your lover
And find yourself under another
I'm always walking circles, damn
It's so predictable
When I finally kicked the habit
Then I'm right back on my bullshit
Middle of the week and I'm counting
One, two, three, four like
Too much drinking, not enough thinking
Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends
And it's one, two, three, four like
Too much drinking, not enough thinking
Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends
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When the intention started so pure
But the results aren't quite as clear
And as the world keeps spinning 'round
We like to think we're at the center of it all
Too much drinking, not enough thinking
Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends
And it's one, two, three, four like
Too much drinking, not enough thinking
Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends
If my innocence is all lost
And every night we're having fun at what cost
Oh, what a shame
If you heard it in a love song
'Cause everybody thinks Sinatra's not wrong
I'm not buying it
What a load of shit, ooh
Say it's only on the weekends