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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
Writer(s): Timothy Lee, Christopher Robinson, Corbin Phillips, Jack Dosik Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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