Wasted Weekend

Lyrics

Corner with no headroom First bedroom First bed Lookin' for warmth From cold damn feather, late day Lay dead Strange love hangover You'll get over it Tickin' time bomb On the line of It's a lunatic's growing fit Now we're shamed in the quietest fame Tremble like the fire Try to have the body of your indiscretion You'll just go with time Minimal media Is comin' through the roof Lookin' for the point where the tree was wrapped in Lookin' for the point of truth And your dress And your skin attests They haven't had to shave your ruse Leaving me to bare this burden of truth That's why she stayed in that room That's why you backed down those stairs Likeness fails and reflections fade She made you medal history Backfired, again Now you know that love is blown Now you understand love's price Try to pass it off on fate's two hands Try to blame it all on the stars Staring all these pieces together Stood up like desire Just another wasted weekend Rode the tide in the fire Listen to the hail on you Falling backward through their fight That's why she stayed in that room That's why he backed down those steps Likeness fails and reflections fade She made you medal history Backfired, again