Moss Kena - Games

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 its 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 favorite game