I met you underneath the covers And now the feeling's getting stubborn But I'm not one for ghosting, no Just wide-eyed always hoping A million ways to leave your lover And find yourself under another I'm always walking circles, damn It's so predictable When I finally kicked the habit Then I'm right back on my bullshit Middle of the week and I'm counting One, two, three, four like Too much drinking, not enough thinking Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends And it's one, two, three, four like Too much drinking, not enough thinking Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends ♪ When the intention started so pure But the results aren't quite as clear And as the world keeps spinning 'round We like to think we're at the center of it all Too much drinking, not enough thinking Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends And it's one, two, three, four like Too much drinking, not enough thinking Put it in reverse, say it's only on the weekends If my innocence is all lost And every night we're having fun at what cost Oh, what a shame If you heard it in a love song 'Cause everybody thinks Sinatra's not wrong I'm not buying it What a load of shit, ooh Say it's only on the weekends