6 days straight and you're demanding results   "lets make this summer a good one"   no time for love except the weekend   I know that the title isn't fun now   you're spending weightless time in the air   and your beverage causes your skirt to lift      touch the ground   it wont be so bad to be consumed by fire   this could be your last chance   from the love seat it's so safe and easy   ottoman to bedspread   straight line trajectory      your skin is sticking to the fake leather of the couch   and as she looks up she doesn't recognize the face   and this is not the first time      6 days straight without a call   his heart is legally dead   and you are dumping dirt on top   without the title you can jump from   boy to boy and couch to couch   and never be burned by feeling      and i know that by this time next week   you'll be the one waiting at his front door   you'll say some things you'll never mean   trying to excuse / explain   just get it she's a waste of time   and i wont be afraid to