Games - Moss Kena

Mondays, you’re cold

Not even the thought of me crosses your mind

Tuesdays, i’m old news

Say you moved on cause our love has expired

Wednesday came and Thursday went away

But Friday nights reminded you of me

Why is it on the weekend you get all weak

And blowing up my phone

Saying you hate being alone?

Why when you were the one that said we were done?

I should be blowing up your phone

Saying i hate being alone

You must love breaking my heart

It’s your favourite game

You must love pulling me apart

It’s your favourite game

It’s like I’m the dice

You keep on gambling me all the time

I can’t deny that

I’d bet a million to see you tonight

But I know it’s a weekday so you won’t reply

You know that you’d rather keep me hanging on the line

Why is it on the weekend you get all weak

Start blowing up my phone

Saying you hate being alone?

Why when you were the one that said we we’re done?

I should be blowing up your phone

Saying I hate being alone

You must love breaking my heart

It’s your favourite game

You must love pulling me apart

It’s your favourite game

Why is it on the weekend you get all weak

Start blowing up my phone

Saying you hate being alone

Why when you were the one that said we were done

I should be blowing up your phone

Saying I hate being alone

You must love breaking my heart

It’s your favourite game

You must love pulling me apart

It’s your favourite game