Freya Ridings - Weekends

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I don't really have friends
Don’t go out on weekends
I don't have a lover left to hold
Friday night, I'm alone, sat at the piano
Thinking about the ex I shouldn’t call
You say, "Now I see, you busy
Out and living my wildest of dreams
With new friends, new cities"
But now inside my heart wants to scream