Well I got words
For the weekend,
And I got plans,
For you and I.
And if that's,
Something that you're into,
I'll be right by.
Well I know some girls,
Who all along, just wanted to be a song,
But couldn't care less about being alone with me.
And I've got to learn,
To fall asleep in a poet's dream,
To make you think I know what I mean,
When I say, "I love you".
You can sick those pretty teeth into me,
I don't mind a bit, if I need to bleed, for you.
I wanna ditch this place, and find my car,
And go get high, and talk to the stars.
Cause I got words
For the weekend,
And I got plans,
For you and I.
And if that's,
Something that you're into,
I'll be right by.
Well I know you well,
A bloody nose and cigarettes,
It's typical among your friends,
I guess it's easy.
And I always fall,
For alibis and sweet mistakes,
Pretty girls that turn into snakes,
Most every time.
You can rip these nerves right off my bones,
If that just means I won't feel alone again.
I wanna ditch this place, and find my car,
And go get high, and talk to the stars.
Cause I got words
For the weekend,
And I got plans,
For you and I.
And if that's,
Something that you're into,
I'll be right by.
I'll drive lonely home tonight,
Cause you always seem so occupied,
And I'm not the one to chase you In The Dark.
I wanna ditch this place and find my car,
And go get high and talk to the stars.
Cause I got words
For the weekend,
And I got plans,
For you and I.
And if that's,
Something that you're into,
I'll be right by.