Weekend

40 hours to my weekend

I took eight just for sleeping, and we cut it off for a reason

Now I'm gaining my feelin' back, I know fallin' half afraid

I don't wanna feel this way for so long, been stuck in vain

So through the emotions, I go

You fail to feel it, you fail to feel it out, out

Stuck on writing, still she keep walkin' over when I'm lone

I've been running, still I've been tryna hide my face at home

Three hours speaking on the phone, for now can you put me on hold?

On hold, keep me on hold, keep me on hold, love

Na-na, na-na, na-na-na

You fail to feel it (I know), you fail to feel it out, out

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh