Lonely Star

If, all I could say is if
Promise me you won’t regret me like the tattoos on my skin
Like the wrong kind
Promise me you’ll all love me one day
You’ll still remember me
When you fuck them you’ll see my face.
My body is yours…
Happy Thursday
It seems like pain and regret are your best friends
Cause everything you do leads to them, right, right, right
But, baby, I could be your best friend
Baby, I could f*ck you right
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have the cars, the clothes
The jewels, the sex, the house
Baby, you could be a star, oh yeah
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have the cars, the clothes
The jewels, the sex, the house
Baby, you could be a star, oh yeah
You’re blaming all your sins on your best friends
And nothing’s ever ever your fault
Nothing’s your fault, baby, no
Baby, you don’t need your best friends
Cause I got everything you want
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have the cars
The clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house
Baby, you could be a star, oh yeah
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have it all
Baby, you can have the cars, the clothes
The jewels, the sex, the house
Baby, you could be a star, oh yeah
If, all I could say is if
Promise me you won’t regret me like the tattoos on my skin
Let the wrong doing come to me
One day I’m hoping that you will remember me
When you f*ck them you’ll see my face
My body is yours
Give them any other day but Thursday
You belong to me every Thursday
I wait for you
I’ll be beautiful for you
Every Thursday
I exist only on Thursday
Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday
But on Thursday
Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Friday, Saturday, Sunday
But on Thursday
I love the guitars