End of the Week Video (MV)

Well we drive, and we listen to the same ten sons on repeat
It's not that we even like them that much we're just too lazy to change the CD
And as I sing along to the songs you try not to fall asleep
And your green-speckled eyes that shine bright in the night
Start flicking shut, as your eyelids grow weak

It's Sunday, the evening has come and you know what that means
My time with you is up and now it's time for me to part the Red Sea
And as I drive the million miles back to my house I can't help but think
About your comforting arms that we're keeping me warm
While we were passed out babe, between your sheets

Most nights, the hours are long and I'm hanging out with just me
Ingrained in my brain is your smile and that little chip on your teeth
An when you touch the back of my neck my hairs stand up like trees
And your ring-covered hands will make me feel it again
When I see you babe, at the end of the week

These days I've got a thousand things that I have to do
But every single thing that I do just reminds me of how much I miss you
Nothing ever gets done anymore but I've never felt more complete
Because no matter what happens on the days I am flattened
You'll still be there babe, at the end of the week

Now it's friday, and I drive with the same ten songs on repeat
My dashboard is filled up with pictures of you and me
And every mile I get closer to you my heart moves more quickly
And when I get to you there will be nothing to do
Besides hold you tightly, between your sheets
And no matter what happens on the days where we're flattened
We'll still be together babe
At the end of the week