Last Weekend
Lyrics by Briggs/Hanson. Music by Forget the Former

We’re just sitting here up at 3AM again
Watching TV with the wrong remote still in our hands
Everything we’ve said before and now we don’t regret it
All the nights spent on the floor don’t tell me to forget it
Making Money, Wasting Time
That’s how I’d like it most the time
now I know that we have lost our minds

Last Weekend

We’re still sitting here using half our minds again
Making plans and taking chances when it all began and
please just take me to the year that brought us all together
tell me stories of those days so that I can remember
Making Money, Wasting Time
That’s how I’d like it most the time
and now I know that we have lost our minds

Last weekend and know that I forgot what I knew I tell you
and now I've lost my spot - light and so now I'll tell you
it makes me feel so nauseated
when it’s all said and done I know that it's been fun

And now I’m all alone, staring at the phone again
waiting for your words to scream back everything I said and
Concentrated so elated take my dreams replace it.
I'm losing sleep, in to deep but I know i'll make it

making money wasting time
thats how i’d like it most the time
The rendering is out of line
and now I think we've lost our time.
To say the things we've never said,
but you’ll just silence me instead
and now I know that I've made up my mind

Last weekend and know that I forgot what I knew I tell you
and now I've lost the fight - girl so now I'll tell you
Make - me - feel - so nauseated
Girl - you - make - this - complicated
you make me want to scream aloud your name

And now you wake up next to me
realize what this life would be
if you’d stayed here and never leave
this dream is what our life should be

Outro
Last Weekend x4