This summer's gonna hurt like a motherfucker 'Cause she's so fancy Sipping champagne on the beach So expensive when she eats I see her when I go to sleep I check my phone when I am weak She never posts anything deep Has to have it all

I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong (To let you in my) To let you in my home Now you know where I sleep (Never felt so damn weak) (Now you know where I sleep) (Girl, if your man call your phone again) This house is not a home to you But you decide to go ahead and

I just want to sleep forever Never see tomorrow I don't want to work forever Know what I know Or beg or borrow Lead or follow Just like our mothers Who gave us our homes We'll be just like our fathers

There's no mercy on me No crying myself to sleep No mercy on me Nightmares have become my dreams No mercy for me Good morning reality Will I wake we'll never know I'm late for my date with destiny

It’s Saturday night And the city never sleeps I got a clean t-shirt and a shot of cologne We’re way too young to be sitting at home on Baby why shouldn't we It’s been a long week

Honestly, can you believe We crossed the world while it's asleep? I'd never trade it in, 'cause I've always wanted this! It's worth fighting for. It's not a dream anymore! Oh. It's not a dream anymore! Things are looking up, oh finally! I thought I'd

Just chillin' on the weekend, weekend Up all night then we sleepin', sleepin' But we were never really sleepin', sleepin' Tangled up in the sheets in, sheets in Goose bumps just a creepin', creepin' Yeah, we chillin' on the weekend Sippin' something on

And I don't want to miss a thing Don't want to close my eyes I don't want to fall asleep 'Cause I'd miss you baby 'Cause even when I dream of you The sweetest dream will never do I'd still miss you baby I could stay awake just to hear you breathing Watch

Where we go we don't know We were young We were dumb We would do it all again We will never sleep We will stay up with our friends These memories will fade But we'll do it again We will haunt our youth searching for a happy end

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most