Lyrics

It's Friday night and there's no sign
Thought within a week
She'd change her mind

I bury my head in my best friend
But I'm too young to hold it in
Like a man

I want to touch you
Like a bullet hits a concrete wall
I want to squeeze you
Like a bully breaks a child's toy
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
Oh, Momma, I would love to see you
Walk right through that door

Monday came it was a crying game
Poppa never talks and I know
I'm to blame

Funny how the days repeat themeselves
Kinda like a string of Wednesdays
Trying to get over
Over this

I want to touch you
Like a bullet hits a concrete wall
I want to squeeze you
Like a bully breaks a child's toy
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
Oh, Momma, I would love to see you
Walk right through that door