Weekends

Album: Blood Orange (2023)
Charted: 31
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  • I don't really have friends
    Don't go out on weekends
    I don't have a lover left to hold
    Friday night I'm alone, sat at the piano
    Thinking about the ex I shouldn't call

    You say, "Now I see, you're busy
    Out and living my wildest of dreams
    With new friends, new cities"
    But now inside my heart wants to scream

    Where's the love that I knew we ignited?
    Darkness in me and I learned how to hide it
    Made you believe that I'm happier like this
    No, no

    I don't really have friends
    Don't go out on weekends
    I don't have a lover left to hold
    Friday night I'm alone, sat at the piano
    Thinking about the ex I shouldn't call

    I'm sipping on storms in teacups
    You're thinking I'm drunk in some pub
    With people that I hardly know
    But I'm so fucking lonely, no one really knows me
    You are still a heart I want to hold

    You turn, say to me
    "You're happy and you're actually seeing somebody"
    And you're both so proud of me
    But now inside my heart starts to scream

    Where is the love that I know we ignited?
    Fire in me and I learned how to light it
    Made you believe I was happier like this
    No, no

    I don't really have friends
    Don't go out on weekends
    I don't have a lover left to hold
    Friday night I'm alone, sat at the piano
    Thinking about the ex I shouldn't call

    I'm sipping on storms in teacups
    You're thinking I'm drunk in some pub
    With people that I hardly know
    But I'm so fucking lonely, no one really knows me
    You are still the heart I want to hold

    We had a love that never died
    You were my world and on my side
    From bright as day to dark as night
    You look at me and ask me why

    I don't really have friends
    Don't go out on weekends
    I don't have a lover left to hold
    Friday night, I'm alone, sat at the piano
    Thinking about the love we used to know

    Sipping on storms in teacups
    You're thinking I'm drunk in some pub
    With people that I hardly know
    But I'm so fucking lonely, no one really knows me
    You are still the heart I want, heart I want to hold Writer/s: Freya Ridings, Steve McCutcheon
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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