Weekend Winners (Monday Losers)

[Verse 1]
Clock out
Shoes off in the parking lot
Backseat packed with too much hope
And a half‑warm soda
Windows down
We’re screaming at the yellow lights
Spilling plans like cheap red punch
On someone’s parents’ sofa
[Chorus]
We’re weekend winners (hey!)
Living like the sun stays up all night
Burning every minute
Till the sky gives up the fight
But when that alarm starts ringing
And the dress code kills our color
We’re weekend winners
Monday losers to each other
[Verse 2]
Sunburn
Still stamped from the basement show
Photos stuck in plastic cups
On the kitchen counter
Laughing
While we swear we’re never going home
Kissing in the driveway dust
Like the week can’t find us
[Chorus]
We’re weekend winners (woah)
Living like the sun stays up all night
Burning every minute
Till the sky gives up the fight
But when that alarm starts ringing
And the dress code kills our color
We’re weekend winners
Monday losers to each other
[Bridge]
By Monday morning
We trade our bracelets for ID tags
Sore throats and stories
Under buzzing name‑plate flags
But I still see Friday
Drawn in marker on your hands
So meet me next payday
We’ll forget we ever had a plan (hey!)
[Chorus]
We’re weekend winners (weekend winners)
Living like the sun stays up all night
Burning every minute
Till the sky gives up the fight
Yeah that alarm keeps ringing
But we outrun it every summer
We’re weekend winners
Monday losers
Till the next one pulls us under

rock, Fast, crunchy pop‑punk with mixed vocals; palm‑muted guitars in the verses explode into wide power‑chord choruses and shouted gang vocals. Tight, punchy drums push a bright, summer tempo; bass glues everything together with melodic runs. Choruses stack male/female harmonies and answer‑back chants, bridge drops to toms and crowd shouts before a final, all‑in reprise., punk, pop