Boy For the Weekend

I got my eye on the ceilin'
You throw my pants on the floor
I was just thinkin' 'bout leavin'
We shouldn't speak anymore
I'm crawlin' into your collarbones
Where love is impossible
But I can be your boy for the weekend

And I know I'm supposed to let you go, but I'm weak
You can call my phone and come over just to dirty the sheets
Well, you float like a butterfly, sting like a bullet
And your pretty face is making me do things that I shouldn't

I just wanna feel alive tonight
Light me up like I'm a firefly
In the shadows where the spiders hide
Getting high on your desire

Then you tell me we should lay down
Sweat is dripping from my face now
Only love me from the waist down
Such a pretty little liar

I got my eye on the ceilin'
You throw my pants on the floor
I was just thinkin' 'bout leavin'
We shouldn't speak anymore
I'm crawlin' into your collarbones
Where love is impossible
But I can be your boy for the weekend

Oh, for the weekend, for the weekend
Well, I can be your boy for the weekend
Fall off the deep end, what's the reason?
Well, I can be your boy for the weekend

So, take my heart and hold it only for the moment
I've been wasting time with you, I've been losing focus
I've been feelin' hopeless, hoping you don't notice
When I walk out the door, I leave it open

I got my eye on the ceilin'
You throw my pants on the floor
I was just thinkin' 'bout leavin'
We shouldn't speak anymore
I'm crawlin' into your collarbones
Where love is impossible
But I can be your boy for the weekend

Oh, for the weekend (weekend)
For the weekend (for the weekend)
Well, I can be your boy for the weekend
Fall off the deep end, what's the reason?
Well, I can be your boy for the weekend



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Lee, Christopher Robinson, Corbin Phillips, Jack Dosik
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