Testo Sleep On The Weekends

Guess we all fit the trend
Too much sleep on the weekends
Friends, they tell you to wait
Bag you out, act polite to your face
Tell me all of my words are a burden
And I'll teach you to throw them away
I was trying my best
Taught myself to love less Guess it all comes around in the end

If I ask you the question
If I don't learn the lesson
Would it kill you just to stay?
I don't know what the deal is
Whatever you need, I can be that
Just not today

Cut me out like a cancer
Long before I can change
This was always the answеr
You were almost too late
Hеavy hands know the wait isn't over
I'm here, but I'm slipping away First impressions run deep
Take away what you need
Pull me up when the nightmare is over

If I ask you the question
If I don't learn the lesson
Would it kill you just to stay?
I don't know what the deal is
Whatever you need, I can be that
Just not today

I feel far from the end (I feel far from the end)
I could sit here for hours (I could sit here for hours)
With too much on my plate (With too much on my plate)
Learn to share it with others

Will I still find you waiting in gardens
Long after I've thrown this away?
Sun on your face, something hard to misplace
I'm not subtle, it's all that I wanted