Weekday Nights Video (MV)

You told me that you wanted out of here
I just needed peace
The day you turned 18 and you were gone
Living in the streets
Hey, at least I've got a guitar
And you know, happiness
Look where I am now
Standing at the foot of your grave
That's not how it goes

You're making a story on your own
I'll be okay
You like to think you know what's right
But I've got a soul too
I hope one day you'll understand
So these weekday nights come to an end
To put it plainly, before our lives come to an end

Every day with you is the same
And worse to some degree
I've always got some kind of issue
And you're always screaming
You're wasted, wasted
You're wasting the best years of my life

You're making a story on your own
I'll be okay
You like to think you know what's right
But I've got a soul too
I hope one day you'll understand
So these weekday nights come to an end
To put it plainly, before our lives come to an end

This song is a cry
All my life, I've been shut down
I've hit the bottom of this ocean wide

You're making a story on your own
I'll be okay
You like to think you know what's right
But I've got a soul too
I hope one day you'll understand
So these weekday nights come to an end
To put it plainly, before our lives come to an end