All Fucking Weekend
When you talk to your best friend
Do you call me your girlfriend?
Can we hang all fucking weekend?
Cuz I've been busy but I'll take time for you
When a storm hits, I wonder
Would you come to my bunker
Or keep chasing more thunder?
Cuz I've been burned enough it's nothing new
I'm not trying to be possessive
I just need a clearer message
Spell it out, what it means to you
Can we drive miles away from anything we know?
Fly away in your convertible?
Guess I could go by myself cuz I won't bring nobody else
When we wake up on Monday
Will it rub you the wrong way
Are you tasting my heartache
I don't mean to throw it onto you
Don't you come pick up the pieces
I can lick my wounds, I mean it
Lemongrass burning fast
Heart attack
Can we drive miles away from anything we know?
Fly away in your convertible?
Guess I could go by myself cuz I won't bring nobody else
I'll give you space I'll dream of you
I'll give you time to miss me too
I'll paint a picture of the moon
All fucking weekend
All fucking weekend
Can we hang all fucking weekend
Watch a movie with your best friend?
I don't wanna fucking pretend
That you're not everything I'm needing
Can you shower me in flowers?
More than just 48 hours
I don't wanna make you sour
So tell me you're no fucking coward
Do you call me your girlfriend?
Can we hang all fucking weekend?
Cuz I've been busy but I'll take time for you
When a storm hits, I wonder
Would you come to my bunker
Or keep chasing more thunder?
Cuz I've been burned enough it's nothing new
I'm not trying to be possessive
I just need a clearer message
Spell it out, what it means to you
Can we drive miles away from anything we know?
Fly away in your convertible?
Guess I could go by myself cuz I won't bring nobody else
When we wake up on Monday
Will it rub you the wrong way
Are you tasting my heartache
I don't mean to throw it onto you
Don't you come pick up the pieces
I can lick my wounds, I mean it
Lemongrass burning fast
Heart attack
Can we drive miles away from anything we know?
Fly away in your convertible?
Guess I could go by myself cuz I won't bring nobody else
I'll give you space I'll dream of you
I'll give you time to miss me too
I'll paint a picture of the moon
All fucking weekend
All fucking weekend
Can we hang all fucking weekend
Watch a movie with your best friend?
I don't wanna fucking pretend
That you're not everything I'm needing
Can you shower me in flowers?
More than just 48 hours
I don't wanna make you sour
So tell me you're no fucking coward
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Writer(s): Sophie Belisle
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