you and I, riding high
in a landfill building castles
we get around while we're alive
stuck in a web with the spiders and flies, singing
and we can't speak cause' we're in too deep
we grown up 86'd and ended up like this
so don't you cry, you did it as much as I
and I'm not gonna be the one to bail you out this time
we've been on a lost weekend
I've seen folks walk on high tight ropes
but they're more fun to dance across
then at the end of the day
when the work weeks' through
there's a sign that says, "get lost"
so we've been drinking far too long
we stumble forward, hung up on the past
don't you worry about that my babe
these days weren't built to last
we've been on a lost weekend
could you forget the future if it was just a lie ?
stuck in a web with the spiders and flies
would you forget the future, if I could forget mine,
should you forget the future?