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Lonely on the weekend

Lonely on the weekend, MY phone is dry as hell.

I don't have no friends, because THEY ALWAYS backstabbing me.

Thinking about what had happened, just thinking about the past.

I have a glass heart, do I'm full of broken glasses.

Bad things happen to good people, we get hurt to the heart.

Right now i feel like my world is torn apart.

Every weekend thinking about the love that i deserve.

Laying here on the day bed, thinking about the woman that i lost, but big bosses take big losses.

There is nothing wrong with calling or texting just to see what is up.

I don't understand why would you fight your feelings, i need someone to help build with me.

So many times that i wish that somebody can text or call me, I'm always in the dark.

I don't get no love on weekends, just thinking about her as minutes fly by.

Laying on the bed wishing you will hug.

I guess that the love will never happen, so that is the reason why I'm lonely on the weekend.


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