I hear a knock on the door,
closing in on my eyes,
lost in the consciousness
is your whisper,
Over coming a melting heart,
a faded portrait reflects
my disappearing memories.

At once and still chaotic,
hateful black heart,
closes in on me.
A sharp, transient feeling, in a single wave,
becomes a hysterical wind.
Stopping tears, and held in feelings
in a colourless silence.

I've nothing to lose
(love me till the end),
except your heart.

Blood flows from your wrists and body
into the distant seas of time

Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend

I've nothing to lose
(love me till the end),
except your heart,
I've nothing to lose
(love me till the end),
except your heart.

No way out...
I hear a knock on the door,
closing in on my eyes,
lost in the consciousness is your whisper.
Blood flows from your wrists and body
into the distant seas of time...

weekend ... weekend.... .Weekend ...
I still love you ...
Weekend ...
but I cannot carry on!

Blood flows from your wrists and body
into the distant seas of time ...

Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end,
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend, weekend, weekend,
I'm at my wits end.
Weekend...weekend ... weekend...