| Caught in the rain, ran for the bus but I missed it |
| And I’m smoking again, hate how I become so addicted |
| Cos I crack at the weight of the world day to day |
| And I need an escape so it’s not totally self-inflicted |
| And I just can’t get no damn sleep |
| Living for the weekend, nothing to believe in now you’ve gone |
| Little teenage dreams are ripping at the seams, I can’t hold on |
| Maybe it’s karma for all of the drama I caused my mama when I was younger |
| Love can be deceiving, it’s a funny feeling |
| Now the lonely nights go on |
| And on and on |
| Lonely nights go on and on and on and on and on |
| More of the same silence just like I predicted |
| And the voice in my brain is cryptic and so pessimistic |
| Cos the squeeze only gave me this flat lemonade |
| And it flows through my veins making me all bitter and twisted |
| And I just can’t get no damn sleep |
| Living for the weekend, nothing to believe in now you’ve gone |
| Little teenage dreams are ripping at the seams, I can’t hold on |
| Maybe it’s karma for all of the drama I caused my mama when I was younger |
| Love can be deceiving, it’s a funny feeling |
| Now the lonely nights go on |
| And on and on |
| Lonely nights go on and on and on and on and on |
| This bedroom feels so haunted |
| I miss your bedside talking |
| Never felt so unwanted |
| This bedroom feels so haunted |
| I miss your bedside talking |
| Never felt so unwanted |
| Living for the weekend, nothing to believe in now you’ve gone |
| Little teenage dreams are ripping at the seams, I can’t hold on |
| Maybe it’s karma for all of the drama I caused my mama when I was younger |
| Love can be deceiving, it’s a funny feeling |
| Now the lonely nights go on |
| And on and on |
| Lonely nights go on and on and on and on |
| Now the lonely nights go on and on and on |
| Lonely nights go on and on and on and on and on |
| (Yeah I’ve watched this episode like three times… I keep restarting it but |
| nothings going in… I think I’ve got like insomnia or something… |
| maybe I’m drinking too much coffee… yeah I dunno, I just sit here… |
| staring at the ceiling |