It's been a long, slow, so lonely weekend.
Your weary legs can't stand to sit here another day.
For hollow days spent well staring out the windows.
Too close to someone too far away.
She cries out to the night, to anybody.
Never think of tomorrow.
Now she's wondering, does anybody care at all?
Now her friends stop slowly calling out from the weekends.
And she can't help but feel them slipping away.
Take your plans and dreams and throw them out the window.
'Cause everyone said they had to work in the morning.
She cries out to the night, to anybody.
Never think of tomorrow.
Now she's wondering, does anybody care at all?
She's been doing time inside her sell.
About the same as everyone.
She calls you up, but you had something else to do.
She cries out to the night, to anybody.
Never think of tomorrow.
Now she's wondering, does anybody care at all?
She cries it's alright, to anybody.
Never think about tomorrow.
Now she's wondering, does anybody care at all?
Does anybody care at all tonight?