Isaac Romo - Friday Night Lyrics

You're driving home on a Friday night
Glass on the floor from the broken alley light
From the broken alley light
You see my name on your telephone
And then you wonder how long I've known
But than you tell me you're number one
But I doubt it because you just don't know where to stop
On your way to the top
You won't make it like this
You got a lot to say
But you're nothing
Without me
It doesn't matter
I'll never fall in love again
You've got an addiction
Last night you promised you'd stay
But where are you today
You ran again damn it
As she's driving on past the midnight skies
A pool of tears falling from her eyes
And it doesn't even bother me
You're driving home on a Friday night
Glass on the floor from the broken alley light
A broken alley light
Just hold on to me
My hair's too long
Too long
It's not a big deal but I wanna cut it
I know
My hair's too long
When you're tired of the fire
Remember you got me on your side
Remember you got me on your side (Haha, sike)
You're dead, you're dead to me
You're dead, you're dead to me
You're dead, you're dead to me
Because you just don't know where to stop
On your way to the top
You wont make it like this
You got a lot to say
But you're nothing
Without me
It doesn't matter
I'll never fall in love again