Mover Awayer

One, two, three, four, five, six, do it

(Yeah) I fear the

We've got a hot one for you

I fear the

I fear the man who lives without love

And the lover who lives without fear

I fear the man who always wants to fight, he's not a talker

Fear the talker who never wants to fight, he's got no guts

Fear the man who knows he's gonna die

So he cries every night and just denies this life's beauty

And I fear the man who has heaven in his plans

So he gets so complacent that he doesn't call his family

Fear the man who doesn't understand

That there's a million fish in the sea

Fear the girl who he really thinks is a different species

She'll rip your heart out

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihana's

And all I've really wanted

For us to get along, for us to get along

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihana's

And all I've really wanted

For us to get along, for us to get along

(Give me a break) My girl moved away

Can't help but think it's something that I say

That makes her flee my loving arms and smiling face

And move to a place where nobody even lovingly says her name

You know, it's something that I do, like not text back for a day or two

That says she deserves someone better

But every single guy she's ever loved to me sounds really fucking dumb

And stupid, if I become a man

I'll grab your cheek with my unwavering hand, and

I'll tell you that I never second guess all the love we love, we made

And you don't want kids, but let's think abut it someday, you know

But you moved away, yeah, I grabbed you tight and then

Helped you to your car in that shitty parking lot

You know, I really miss you and I hope that you miss me, too

I really hope that miss me, too

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihana's

And all I've really wanted

For us to get along, for us to get along

She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays

She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihana's

And all I've really wanted

For us to get along, for us to get along

One, two, three, four, five, six, do it

In the more beautiful films

The hopeless protagonist dies in the end

And whether his eyes stay shut

Or he just stops caring enough, it feels the same

You made my Mondays feel like Fridays

You made my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihana's

And all I've really wanted

Was for us to get along (Give me a break)