Weekend(NYC77 Mix By Dave Ogilvie/Matthew Moldowan) - The Birthday Massacre

Lights out
Boys sleepwalking on the weekend
Black out
Two nights killing off a best friend
Fall out like soldiers walking off to the deep end
Hands out
Don't stop marching til the hearts rend
The time goes by
And sets the stage
They play their parts
And act their age
They never forget the lines that they say
Speaking slowly
I promise you one day
I promise you always
We'll make it out one day
I promise you always
Nights out
Girls keep on walking on the east end
White out
Two lights shining on a dead end
Drawn out
Like circles trailing off the pavement
Stand out
Don't stop marching til the hearts mend
As time goes by
We set the stage
We play our parts
And act our age
We'll never forget the worlds they'd say
Talking slowly
I promise you one day
I promise you always
We'll make it out one day
I promise you always
I promise you one day