Weekends by No Stories

He wants to take you out
He wants to sing and shout, but
Can’t find the words to say
Hope it comes out right someday

He wants to drink all night
Go out and start a fight
Lay down, smoke cigarettes
Blowing rings until he’s dead

She wants to figure you out
She wants to understand you, but
All she sees is you’re losing touch
And daylight doesn’t suit you much

She wants to look real nice
She wants to fantasize
All the boys gotta stop and stare
In the mirror in her underwear

Falling all around you
No one can stand up
When it all depends upon
What’s poured in your cup, oh yeah

How many weekends can we
Throw away like this?
Here’s to forgetting the fact that
Mornings exist

Just ignore every word that I say
Tell yourself that you’ll be OK
And I’ll ignore every word that you say
As tomorrow turns to yesterday

He wants to make you laugh
Respond your message with a paragraph
Swallow down some magic pill
To take away how bad he feels

She wants to sneak around
Forget your name as she’s lying down
Wear a necklace from her mom and dad
Screaming out, she’s being bad!

She wants to check her phone
Remind herself that she’s not alone
He just wants to fall asleep
Find a way to kick you out of his dreams

• Indie Garage Rock
• Rock
• garage
• garage rock
• indie rock
• rock & roll
• Colombia