the moms (punk) - vii lyrics
and he can’t believe what she said
sitting practically naked at the end of his bed
she said that he’d look good in a picture
on the mantle some day
that can’t be
that can’t be
that can’t be
cause they’re cursed and alone again
she’s packing up her bags cause it’s the weekend
and he’ll be the best host he can be
and while she’s there he’ll try to stay loyal
she says i’m gonna spend the night
he says you didn’t give me a choice but i guess it’s alright
he tries not to ask too many questions
i haven’t seen you in a week
you’re in my bed even though we don’t speak
it’s gonna get hot tonight and i don’t want you on my arm
and she’ll stay at home again
he’s packing up his bags cause it’s the weekend
and she’ll be the best host she can be
and while he’s there he’ll try to stay sober
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