Sunday Forecast

Blankets twist and bend to fit the bodies in them
The plainness of the room creates and awkward silence
The clothes you wore the night before are hidden and suspicious
Just walk away, forget the place
Erase it from your memory
No one has to know
This will be our little secret
We can't have a single conversation
When we tell eachother the truth
Will we be sleeping the same room twenty years from now?
Is it in our best interest to play this game?
Cause win or lose, someone has to take the blame
Are you willing to live with the choice you're about to make?
We can't have a single conversation
When we tell eachother the truth
Will we be sleeping the same room twenty years from now?
Is it in our best interest to play this game?
Cause win or lose, someone has to take the blame
Are you willing to live with the choice you're about to make?
Friday night still feels the same
But I know there's something missing
I said everything that you wanted to hear
We both know that you wouldn't listen
Friday night still feels the same
But I know there's something missing
I said everything that you wanted to hear
We both know that you wouldn't listen
We can't have a single conversation
(Friday night still feels the same)
When we tell eachother the truth
(But I know there's something missing)
Will we be sleeping the same room twenty years from now?
(I said everything that you wanted to hear
We both know that you wouldn't listen
Is it in our best interest to play this game?
(Friday night still feels the same)
Cause win or lose, someone has to take the blame
(But I know there's something missing)
Are you willing to live with the choice you're about to make?
(I said everything that you wanted to hear
We both know that you wouldn't listen)