The Moms (Punk) - VII lyrics

And he can't believe what she said Sitting practically naked at the end of his bed She said that he'd look good in a picture On the mantle some day That can't be That can't be That can't be Cause they're cursed and alone again She's packing up her bags cause it's the weekend And he'll be the best host he can be And while she's there he'll try to stay loyal She says I'm gonna spend the night He says you didn't give me a choice but I guess it's alright He tries not to ask too many questions I haven't seen you in a week You're in my bed even though we don't speak It's gonna get hot tonight and I don't want you on my arm And she'll stay at home again He's packing up his bags cause it's the weekend And she'll be the best host she can be And while he's there he'll try to stay sober [?]