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It was easy to write otherwise I never would have written it - that's the truth.

I can feel it coming,
Amid the push and shoving,
Rubberneck just to see it,
Where there's no sense there's no feeling,

N I'm caught in her headlights,
N she's picking up speed,
I can see it in her eyes,
I'm just a bug on her windscreen.

And there's no feeling
Like lonliness on a weekend

I can hear her calling,
Wearing out my name,
No sense in stalling,
The end of her game.

N I'm caught in her headlights,
N she's picking up speed,
I can see it in her eyes,
I'm just a bug on her windscreen.

And there's no feeling
Like lonliness on a weekend