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Versuri Three month weekend
- 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'd 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