Weekends - Courtney Wallingford

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Uploaded by on Dec 24, 2010

Original Song by Courtney Wallingford

Mondays turn to Fridays , seems without a break..
Heartache can't collide with who I am it's got no,
chance to creep behing me silently and take..
over all my thoughts and be controlling
I'm not gonna hold my breath another day,
to try to trick myself that it's a happy ending.
Find another line, there's nothing to replace,
when all the verses are in line,
I got it memorized..

Whether you wanted me, you had me for a while, that's why I gotta leave..
So give a little more, hurt a little less, love is not so innocent, put it to the test..
spare a, crying tear, feel that heart upon your chest when you know, everythings a mess, everythings a mess, everythings a mess.
and you'll know, how to hurt somebody, and you'll feel their pain..
and you'll loose, all that you thought you once held, you'll never be the same person again.
And you'll gain, strength from all your weaknesses and just when you've got everything to gain..
Then you'll glow.. and you're vulnerable again..

Weekends, weekends, don't go by half as fast.. when everyone is living for now..
I'm fighting to pull my mind out of the past..
It sparks a memory of the time..
the time, the time, that we tried but failed to make last.. now everything's much longer.. .longer..

When it's down to what we wanted all we wanted was to want something at all.. it shows we can't remember..
With so many choices left unmade.. it shows we're undecided..
ain't it strange then that I know, I know, I'm sure of what I want, and still it's overwhelming..
but it's hard enough to tell you how I feel.. cause it takes me a step backwards, and when everyone is running then I know that I'll be knocked right off my feet.. a clear and harsh reminder, that my mind will keep on racing till I say everything I hold inside of me.. inside of me..

So I'll spare a, Crying tear, feel that heart upon my chest when I know, everythings a mess, everythings a mess, everythings a mess.
and you'll know, how to hurt somebody, and you'll feel their pain..
and you'll loose, all that you thought you once held, you'll never be the same person again.
And you'll gain, strength from all your weaknesses and just when you've got everything to gain..
Then you'll glow.. and you're vulnerable again..

Weekends, weekends, don't go by half as fast.. when everyone is living for now..
I'm fighting to pull my mind out of the past..
It sparks a memory of the time..
the time, the time, that we tried but failed to make last.. now everything's much longer.. .longer..

Mondays turn to Fridays , seems without a break..
Heartache can't collide with who I am it's got no,
chance to creep behing me silently and take..
over all my thoughts and be controlling
I'm not gonna hold my breath another day,
to try to trick myself that it's a happy ending.
No...
On weekends..

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  • pretty dam gooood!

  • beautiful song!, what do you use to record it, you can probably get a cheap micophone and download softwere on your computer and record it professionally :)

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