I chose my words right, I hung them carefully
I sealed them up tight, You got a piece of me
You gotta listen when I say I need this, And that I am changing
Because I don't think I'll ever be

Hauling home, myself alone on the weekend
Having to call you up and tell you you're my best friend
I'm writing letters that you know that I will never send
So come on home on the weekend

I grabbed a book of yours and read it till my eyes closed
Don't you believe me when I say I want to know what you,
Know that I love you, but my words they get so out of control
But I swear I'm changing, And I don't think I'll ever be

Hauling home, myself alone on the weekend
Having to call you up and tell you you're my best friend
I'm writing letters that you know that I will never send
So come on home on the weekend
So come on home on the weekend

I chose my words right, I hung them carefully
I sealed them up tight, You got a piece of...
You gotta listen when I say I need this, And that I am changing
Because I don't think I'll ever be

Hauling home, myself alone on the weekend
Having to call you up and tell you you're my best friend
I'm writing letters that you know that I will never send
So come on home on the weekend

Im losing sleep my god, the feeling it has kicked in
Im awfully nervous and I gotta breathe you in
You gotta show me that you're offering me your hands
So come on home on the weekend

So come on home on the weekend



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