Week Daze
To keep yourself for only me!
But Friday's here, let's be honest…
Where are you now? And where am I?
Last night you swore to me again, babe,
That you would never leave my side…
Now Saturday is lonely and grey…
I'll drink myself to black tonight…
In the morning you'll be back here,
Like you've been here all the while.
In the bathroom, choking on tears,
Saying "I'm yours" with a broken smile.
Why do I need a girl like you now?!
I ask myself, I'm full of blame…
Love is a strange thing, anyhow,
I'm sick of all this lying game!
And once again it's finally Friday,
The circle closes up once more!
Tell me, what is this love for sure?
Why do you need this love with me?
On Monday we are back together,
I'll make some tea for you to drink…
I'm not a lazy bum forever,
But I'll pour one before I think…
It's been some months without a job now,
You're working hard for both of us…
Housework is waiting for you somehow,
And I'm a drunk and sketchy cuss…
On Tuesday I am feeling lonely,
I'm sober now and feeling glad.
I'll hold you close, my one and only…
You'll say it's fine, don't be so sad.
On Wednesday we are like the children,
Dancing to pop songs, feeling free…
But all these thoughts — like bullets killin'…
By morning they will bury me…
On Thursday you go back to work, babe,
And I'll get wasted once again!
How do you care for such a jerk, babe?
For such a drunk and useless man?
Why do I need a girl like you now?!
Love is a strange thing, anyhow!
And once again it's finally Friday,
The circle closes up once more!
Tell me, what is this love for sure?
Why do you need this love with me?
You're sick of me and of my dry way…
Why do you need this love with me…
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