Lonely Star lyrics

"If", all I could say is "if."
Promise you will not regret me when you're touching my skin
Like the wrong path.
Promise me that when they all love you, that you will remember me.
And when you fuck them you see my face
My body is yours
For Thursday.

It seems that pain and regret are your best friends
Ooooh, oh yeah.
Cause everything you do leads to them, right, right, right.
Yeah, well baby I can be your best friend, oooh.
And baby I can fuck you right, oooh.

Whoa, baby you can have it all, oooh yeah.
Baby, you can have it all, ooh yeah.
Baby you can have the cars, the clothes,
The dreams, the sex, the house,
Baby you could be a star, oh yeah.
Baby you could have it all.
Baby you could have it all.
Baby you can have the cars, the clothes,
The dreams, the sex, the house,
Baby you could be a star.

Whoa, blaming all your sins on your best friends.
And nothing's never ever your fault
And nothing's your fault, baby.
Well baby you don't need your best friends, whoa.
Cause I got everything you want.
Ooooh aay yeah.

Baby you could have it all, oooh baby.
Baby you could have it all, oooh.
Baby you could have the cars, the clothes,
The dreams, the sex, the house,
Baby you could be a star
Baby you could be a star
Baby you could have it all
Baby you could have it all, whoa yeah.
Baby you could have the cars, the clothes,
The dreams, the sex, the house.
Baby you could be a star, oh yeah.

"If," all I could say is "if"
Promise me you won't regret me when you're touching on my skin
Let the wrong path come to me
One day I'm hoping that you, will remember me
When you fuck them you'll see my face
My body is yours
Give them any other day but Thursday
You belong to me
Every thursday
I wait for you
I'll be beautiful for you
Every Thursday
I exist
Only on Thursday.

Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday,
But on Thursday, Thursday.
Not on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday,
But on Thursday.

I love the guitars!