it’s been one of those weekends    if it never ends then it was meant to be    and can we possibly go without sleep for one night    it might be the end of me    one more last one    and we can wander home will you walk with me    you call "shotgun!"    i'll sit by myself here in the backseat    you had to make this on your own    and these lives aren't made in backyards    a strangers bed and you just met    i've got this bridge in brooklyn    you can throw yourself from it i'll wait at the bottom... (for you)    it’s where i've been for so long hoping you'd come back    but since then everyday's been tuesday    and i've been playing games to see just how long i can stay    same place same night same time same fight    everytime that you call    your name in big city lights oh yeah    did you forget where you come from    i never thought i'd see you again