waiting on the weekend

took a long time just to find you there

i knew i said a lot but you didn't care

i tried hard to sell myself

you just laughed and brushed me off

then one day you smiled and said my name

i went back home

and nothing's ever gonna be the same

and who could ask for more

but all week waiting on the weekends

we'll get bored

i called you up and we talked all night

ranting and raving how it wasn't right

how geography makes love so hard

it's oh so cruel to be oh so far

and you've been back and gone again since then

i just wait around until i see you again

and who could ask for more?

but all week waiting on the weekends

we'll get bored

so we've grown so close though it's been so hard

being so god damn far apart

left those lovers that came oh so close

but fell so short

we held out hope

and this is our reward for being brave

for doing what was right

and never playing it safe

and who could ask for more?

but all week waiting on the weekends

we'll get bored

all week waiting on the weekends

we'll get bored