3 Month Weekend Songtext
von No Use for a Name

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