Lost Weekend
Art Brut
Brilliant! Tragic! (2011)

Stumbling from one club to another

My friends and I, all lost each other

I didn't want the weekend to be over

Stood at the cash pan trying to look sober



That's when I saw

That's when I saw you

Stood in the middle

Of a very long queue



It was a lost weekend

We turned our phones off, ignored our friends

I found my knees weakened

I know I'd never see you again



I'm sorry if I embarrassed you

By saying something stupid like 'I love you'

I'm sorry if I embarrassed you

By saying something stupid like 'I love you'



It was a lost weekend

We turned our clothes off and made no sense

I found my knees weakened

I threw myself into the deep end



I'm sorry if I embarrassed you

By saying something stupid like 'I love you'

I'm sorry if I embarrassed you

It was a lost weekend



I knew a shortcut and I showed you how

I held your hand to take you through the crowd

Danced to a song that I still don't know

It was late, I was drunk, it was the radio, oh, yeah



I wish you could've stay there forever with me

But the people in the juke shack, they asked us to leave

Remember when I asked you for your number

And your hands up underneath my jumper, over and over and over



It was a lost weekend

We turned our phones off, ignored our friends

I found my knees weakened

I know I'd never see you again



I'm sorry if I embarrassed you

By saying something stupid like 'I love you'

I'm sorry if I embarrassed you

By saying something stupid like 'I love you'



It was a lost weekend

It was a lost weekend

It was a lost weekend

It was a lost weekend



Lost weekend

Lost weekend

Lost weekend

Lost weekend