Week End
X Japan
Weekend
I hear a knock on the door
It’s coming on strong
In the fading consciousness
You whisper to me
A heart pushed to the edge melts away
A dull gray portrait
Reflecting the memories that have been cut apart
A blooming, hateful black heart
Pressing on my mind
A sharpened, fleeting feeling
Amidst the crowd
In the hysterical, rustling wind
Tears that won’t stop
I hold them close, coloring my loneliness
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
As blood flows from my wrist, I wrap it around your body
In an instant, memories resurface, blocking my sight
I watch you laughing as you run away
While I stand here, wounded
Weekend
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
I hear a knock on the door
It’s coming on strong
In the fading consciousness
You whisper to me
With cold fingertips extended
Kissing the wound
Stained red
Embracing the madness
Staring into the mirror, my body trembles
As the clear blood begins to flow into your pale heart
Entangled in hallucinations, the last tears fade away
Gathering them up, drifting in a sea of blood
Weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I'm at my wits' end
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I'm at my wits' end
Weekend, I still love you
Weekend, but I cannot carry on
As blood flows from my wrist, I wrap it around your body
In an instant, memories resurface, blocking my sight
I watch you laughing as you run away
While I stand here, wounded
Weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I'm at my wits' end
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I'm at my wits' end
Weekend
