And do you miss me when I'm feeling sad?
I called your friends to see what you had said.
Tonight,
It's the weekend.
Go have fun.
It's the weekend.
You never loved me at all.
...at all.
The places that you go at night are pretty black secrets in the back of your mind.
And you tell me that I'm not second best,
But I know I am.
You liar.
As I clench my teeth,
And I hold my breath,
And these tears begin to pour from the words they said,
"Hey, kid.
Write a song about her.
That's right - you can't."
...that's right - you can't.
It's the weekend.
[That's right - you can't]
Go have fun.
[That's right -you can't]
It's the weekend.
You never loved me at all.
[That's right - you can't]
It's the weekend.
Go have fun.
It's the weekend.
[That's right - you...]
You never loved me at all.