Night Life
Another reckless night begins.
A brand new thing called "all my friends" but one of them is sleeping and the other's too far gone.
I go down to the movie store, but
I've seen them all a million times before.
Another weekend that
I am nothing but alone.
Why should
I even try?
I'm not sleeping on your couch,
I'm just resting my eyes.
I used to have too much to do.
Now
I'm kicking off my shoes.
If i can just get drunk enough
I'm sure
I'll have a ball.
I guess we found a place to go, mom and dad would always say no.
Now
I make my own rules and
I have no place at all.
Why should
I even try?
I know
I should be happy in my easy chair without you there, but how can you explain why
I always think of you.
I guess
I just have nothing else to do.
Why does it always seem to be everyone's got something to do but me?
I can't get my mind off things, when the telephone never rings.
Just because
I may not be
Mr.
Personality.
I just wish
I had a nightlife besides you and me.
Why should i even try?
I know you would be happy in your lazy-boy without your boy-toy.
I can't explain how
I ended up with you?
I guess that your nightlife sucks, too!
