The End of All Weekends

I don't see my trying to move forward
I see me go the way I came
I see a body breathing in front of
While my body does the same
And I am happy to watch you sitting
I am happy seeing you sway
So I will keep on touching you
Even though you move yourself away
Ah, you move away

But sometimes I wonder if you'll ever look at me again
Then I remember what you said: that I am your best friend
And I breath slow, I breath deep
Throw my clothes down and go to sleep
And I know
We'll start this over tomorrow

There's a moment on our timeline
That I though we could work out
You were all that I had left
You were all I cared about
I don't see me forgetting feelings about you
Because I see you every day
And you're pretty
And it reminds me
About why I ever felt that way
And I am happy to be sitting in a basement with my friends
I will stay here getting high
Until this weekend ends
Oh, don't fucking end

But sometimes I wonder if you'll ever look at me again
Then I remember what you said: that I am your best friend
And I breath slow, I breath deep
Throw my clothes down and go to sleep
And I know
We'll start this over tomorrow

I am staring at you
The TV is on, you're watching it
So you don't notice
At least not for a little bit
You're shifting your weight
In a basement on the couch
The smell of smoke is on your clothes
The taste of mint is in your mouth

I am happy to be sitting in a basement with my friends
I will stay here getting high
Until this weekend ends
Until this weekend ends
Until this weekend ends
Until this weekend ends
Until this weekend ends
Until this weekend ends
Until this weekend ends
Then I'll see you next weekend