I'm a train wreck, I'm a car crash
Put your shotgun, get an airbag
Got an ice pack, to the weekend
'Cause you're stuck with me, I can feel it
To the weekend, to the weekend
Don't let go of me
To the weekend, to the weekend
'Cause you're stuck with me
I can feel it
To the weekend, to the weekend
Don't let go of me
To the weekend, to the weekend
'Cause you're stuck with me
Sweet perfume and bitter lies
I can see the devil in your eyes
Walking into the spider's web
Hanging on by a single thread
You pull me close, you push me far
Playing games in the back of the car
Danger written on your lips
Poison in your fingertips
I know it's wrong but it feels so right
Losing myself in the dark tonight
I can't escape
Pull me under
To the weekend...
Tear it down!
Now!