It Won't Last Through the Weekend

It Won't Last Through the Weekend by Emily Kinney
He's a kiddie ride.
I'm a little too tall
And we both know the ways He like to make you small
A little ego boost
A little rush adrenaline
It won't last through the weekend.
At the carnival
He makes a prize of his own name. Borrowing your tickets to play any game
He's gonna lose a few rounds Then take you down
With him
It wont last through weekend.
Maybe you got time to waste But I don't
Maybe you got money to burn But I won't
Maybe you got love to lose
Maybe you won't head or hear this warning. But you'll be worse off Monday morning.
At the talent show
He's braggin' bout 8th place
But no one in the room
Asked about a race.
You'll give him trophies anyway But it won't make him stay
For the love you send
It won't last through the weekend.
It Won't last through the weekend It won't last through the weekend. Besides you can have him.