Lirik Lagu Thursday Chiodos
Weekend Day,
To Hell Goes The Phone.
I Must Have Heard That Story A Million Times Before.
No More Wake Up Calls,
At Least Not For A Week Or Two.
The Plainest Feeling, Love,
Ya Know We'd Daze A Few.
No, I Don't Have The Time Of Day.
There's Just Not Enough Time In A Day For Me.
And This Is For The Best,
Me Seeing You Less.
Sleeping In Is What You Call The Best.
God I Knows I'm Plenty Hurt,
And Better Off Alone.
I Know I Can Do It,
But I'm Not Sure How.
No, I Don't Have The Time Of Day.
There's Just Not Enough Time In A Day For Me.
No, I Don't Have The Time Of Day.
There's Just Not Enough Time In A Day For Me.
(For Me)
To Hell Goes The Phone.
I Must Have Heard That Story A Million Times Before.
No More Wake Up Calls,
At Least Not For A Week Or Two.
The Plainest Feeling, Love,
Ya Know We'd Daze A Few.
No, I Don't Have The Time Of Day.
There's Just Not Enough Time In A Day For Me.
And This Is For The Best,
Me Seeing You Less.
Sleeping In Is What You Call The Best.
God I Knows I'm Plenty Hurt,
And Better Off Alone.
I Know I Can Do It,
But I'm Not Sure How.
No, I Don't Have The Time Of Day.
There's Just Not Enough Time In A Day For Me.
No, I Don't Have The Time Of Day.
There's Just Not Enough Time In A Day For Me.
(For Me)
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