On The Weekend

I been road running, chasing the sun

On my Forest Gump shit

I boost on my way to the morning

Never knowing what's coming next

But the signs on the left, they keep me where I'm going

I feel the cold weather, watching my breath

Picturing us and how it burn like a slow cigarette

So good but bad together

Stunned with my hand on the gun 'cause I thought you would be the one

It's not what I wanted to see but I can't look away

I hope you thought I was happier than I am today

The bar's full of the scars from every time we went

So I don't go there on the weekend, weekend

Na na na na, na na, na na

Na na na na, na na, na na

Na, na, na

Na na, na na na na

Na na, na na na

I have a hard time coming back here

'Cause it takes me to that time we disappeared

At the club on a Tuesday night

The way we lookin' at each other, well aware that it's a bad idea

You tell your friends you're leavin'

My friends can read my mind

They know if they don't see me, I'm with my lonely vice

It's not what I wanted to see but I can't look away

I hope you thought I was happier than I am today

The bar's full of the scars from every time we went

So I don't go there on the weekend, weekend

Na na na na, na na, na na

Na na na na, na na, na na

Na, na, na

Na na, na na na na

Na na, na na na

It's not what I wanted to see but I can't look away

I hope you thought I was happier than I am today

The bar's full of the scars from every time we went

So I don't go there on the weekend, weekend