Mover Awayer

One-two-three-four-five-six, do it (Yeah) Fear the (They've got a hot one for you) Fear the Fear the man who lives without love And the lover who lives without fear 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 his life's beauty And fear the man who has heaven in his plan 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, but Fear the girl who he really thinks is a different species She'll rip your heart out She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break) She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break) And all I really want is (give me a break) For us to get along, for us to get along She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break) She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break) And all I really want is (give me a break) For us to get along, for us to get along (give me a break) My girl moved away, huh 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'd 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'll never second guess all the lovely love we made, and You don't want kids, but let's think about it someday, you know But you moved away and I 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 you miss me too She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break) She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break) And all I really want is (give me a break) For us to get along, for us to get along She makes my Mondays feel like Fridays (give me a break) She makes my Ruby Tuesdays taste like Benihanas (give me a break) And all I really want is (give me a break) For us to get along, for us to get along (One-two-three-four-five-six, do it) (Give me a break) (Give me a break) (Give me a break) In the more beautiful of 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 Benihanas And all I really wanted Was for us to get along (Give me a break)