Текст и слова песни No Use For A Name – Three Month Weekend
It's a Thursday morning, four a.m. and
you won't let me go
if tomorrow comes I guess I'll
never know
even in the darkest hour it's the brightest
time of day
even when I go to bed I'm still awake
Eyes held up with toothpicks and my jaw
is going off
I will never leave you or admit that I
was wrong
There's so many things I'd like to say, I'm
foaming at the mouth
maybe I could write, my pen is
hollowed out
I've got ideas and inventions and I'll use
them if I could
stop waking up the next day when
they're all no good
Please don't say another word, I know
your story well
conversations take two but I'm talking
to myself
Now I need an alibi and everything I
did was true
but every word I said was just a lie
you won't let me go
if tomorrow comes I guess I'll
never know
even in the darkest hour it's the brightest
time of day
even when I go to bed I'm still awake
Eyes held up with toothpicks and my jaw
is going off
I will never leave you or admit that I
was wrong
There's so many things I'd like to say, I'm
foaming at the mouth
maybe I could write, my pen is
hollowed out
I've got ideas and inventions and I'll use
them if I could
stop waking up the next day when
they're all no good
Please don't say another word, I know
your story well
conversations take two but I'm talking
to myself
Now I need an alibi and everything I
did was true
but every word I said was just a lie
К сожалению, прослушивание недоступно в данный момент
