Hans Williams - Weekend

Forty hours to my weekend
I took eight just for sleeping and we
Cut it off for a reason
Now I'm gaining my feelin' back

I know fallin' half afraid
I don't wanna feel this way
For so long been stuck in vain
So thru the motions the I go

You fail to feel it
You fail to feel it out
Out

Stuck on writing still
She keep walkin' over when I'm lone
I been running still
I been tryna hide my face at home

Three hours speaking on the phone
For now can you put me on hold
On hold, keep me on hold
Keep me on hold, love

You fail to feel it
You fail to feel it out
Out