Three Month Weekend Lyrics - Making Friends - No Use For A Name

(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff) 

It's a Thursday morning, four a.m. and 

you wont let me go 

if tomorrow comes I guess I'll 

never know 

even in the darkest hour it's the brightest 

time of day 

even when I go to bed I'm still awake 

Eyes held up with toothpicks and my jaw 

is going off 

I will never leave you or admit that I 

was wrong 

There's so many things I'd like to say, I'm 

foaming at the mouth 

maybe I could write, my pen is 

hallowed out 

I've got ideas and inventions and I'd use 

them if I could 

stop waking up the next day when 

they're all no good 

Please don't say another word, I know 

your story well 

conversations take two but I'm talking 

to myself 

Now I need an alibi and everything I 

did was true 

but every word I said was just a lie