[ Featuring Dean Miller, Priscilla Block, JC Andersen, Rory Rositas (contributor), Rita Rositas, Charly Salvatore, Justin Turner Dukes ]
Verse 1
I'm tired of waking up to a bunch of drunk texts when you're all alone at night
It's funny how you find the words I want to hear when the timing just ain't right
You know it's killing me, I wish that you could see, that all I really wanna be
Is your Saturday slow dance, heart in your hands, sweeping me off my feet
Your Sunday getaway, lost on a highway, you loving up me
I wanna be your Monday morning, coffee pouring, and every moment in between
I wanna be your everyday, everyday everything
Why don't you realize, giving us a real try, is better than playing games
Before it goes to ashes, break out the matches, put fire to this flame
So I can be your Saturday slow dance, heart in your hands, sweeping me off my feet
Your Sunday getaway, lost on a highway, you loving up me
I wanna be your Monday morning, coffee pouring, and every moment in between
I wanna be your everyday, everyday everything
Can't take no more, of this back and forth
I'm just dying to be your
