Friday nights are always the same in this town.
I'm looking up, but I'm feeling kind of down.
So, I'll light this cigarette and smoke the night away,
And I'll hope that Saturday will be the day
When everything feels okay.
i just live in this sweet lie
and im waiting the day when i say goodbye
the life im in is a mess, but who could care less
my broken heart filled with hate
just waiting the day i'll meet my fate
i wont rest until our broken hearts are beating again,
thats the promise ill keep untill im dead