Weekends (Explicit) - Freya Ridings/Steve Mac

Composed by：Freya Ridings/Steve Mac

I don't really have friends don't go out on weekends

I don't have a lover left to hold

Friday nights I'm alone sat at the piano

Thinking bout the ex I shouldn't call

You say now I see you busy

Out and living the 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 bout the ex I shouldn't call

Sipping on storms in teacups

You're thinking I'm drunk in some pub

With people that I hardly know

When I'm so ******* 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 bout the ex I shouldn't call

Sipping on storms in teacups

You're thinking I'm drunk in some pub

With people that I hardly know

When I'm so ******* lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a 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 nights I'm alone sat at the piano

Thinking bout the love we used to know

Sipping on storms in teacups

Thinking I'm drunk in some pub with people that I hardly know

When I'm so ******* lonely

No one really knows me

You are still a heart I want heart I want to hold