"Lonely Star" lyrics - THE WEEKND

It seems like pain and regret are your best friends
'Cause everything you do leads to them
You think I could be your best friend
Baby I could fuck you right

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

Baby all these things are your best friends
And nothings ever ever your fault
Nothings your fault baby, no
Baby you don't need your best friends
'Cause I got everything you want

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

(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, wendesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
But on Thursday...
Not on Monday, Tuesday, wendesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday
But on Thursday...