Lost Weekend
Nick Carter Lyrics


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From my seat across the aisle I can feel her eyes. I'm on trial testing alibis.

It's a lost weekend And where's the harm Of a weekend lost In her arms

The only witness would be the pillow that cradles our heads The secret of our love, would be as As real as our sweat.

Resistance would crumble, Hearts beat so fast. The truth tumbling out through
the touch of our hands

Lost weekend Too far from home.
And too close to
trouble you find
when you're alone

Look in the mirror
how do I explain
how this moment slipped away

If I ever forget who's been there for me
and if life without you made sense to me
please just tell me, somebody please tell me




tell me how wrong I would be
tell me how wrong I would be

Overall Meaning

In the first stanza, the singer describes being on a plane and feeling the gaze of someone across the aisle. They feel as though they are being judged or scrutinized, testing their excuses or reasons for their actions. This sets the stage for a tense situation or a potential moral dilemma.


The chorus introduces the concept of a "lost weekend," implying a break from reality or a period of indulgence. The singer questions the harm in losing oneself in the arms of someone else during this weekend. It suggests a temptation or desire to escape from the constraints of everyday life and responsibilities. There's an element of recklessness here, implying that the consequences of such actions may only be realized afterward.


Moving on to the second paragraph, the singer implies that the only witness to their secret love affair would be the pillow that cradles their heads. This suggests a hidden or clandestine relationship. The love shared between them is described as genuine and tangible, as evidenced by their sweat. The resistance or inhibitions they might have to overcome are also conveyed, as their hearts beat fast, revealing the truth through the connection they share.


In the final stanza, the singer emphasizes the distance from home during this lost weekend, implying a physical and emotional detachment from their normal life. They are close to trouble, potentially alluding to the consequences or risks involved in their actions. The singer then looks at themselves in the mirror, questioning how they can explain or justify letting this moment slip away. They express the fear of forgetting or betraying the person who has always been there for them, suggesting a sense of guilt or apprehension about the choices they have made.


Finally, they plead for someone to clarify the potential wrongness in their actions. They seek reassurance or guidance, acknowledging the possibility that they may be making a mistake. The lyrics convey a sense of conflict, desire, and vulnerability, depicting a complicated emotional situation and the singer's uncertainty about the choices they have made.


Line by Line Meaning

From my seat across the aisle I can feel her eyes. I'm on trial testing alibis.
Sitting across from her, I can sense her intense gaze. I feel like I'm being judged, trying to come up with excuses.


It's a lost weekend And where's the harm Of a weekend lost In her arms
This weekend feels like it's slipping away without any purpose or direction. But what harm is there in getting lost in her loving embrace?


The only witness would be the pillow that cradles our heads The secret of our love, would be as As real as our sweat.
The only one who knows about our passionate affair is the pillow that supports our heads while we sleep. The intimacy we share is as tangible and genuine as the sweat on our bodies.


Resistance would crumble, Hearts beat so fast. The truth tumbling out through the touch of our hands
Any resistance or hesitation we may have quickly fades away as our hearts race in excitement. The truth about our feelings for each other becomes evident through the simple act of touching hands.


Lost weekend Too far from home. And too close to trouble you find when you're alone
This weekend feels like it's gone astray, taking me far away from the comfort of home. It's dangerous being so close to the kind of trouble that inevitably finds you when you're all alone.


Look in the mirror how do I explain how this moment slipped away
When I look at myself in the mirror, I struggle to understand how this fleeting moment of passion managed to slip away unnoticed.


If I ever forget who's been there for me and if life without you made sense to me please just tell me, somebody please tell me tell me how wrong I would be
If I ever lose sight of the one who has always been by my side, and if I start to believe that life can make sense without you, I beg you to remind me how terribly mistaken I would be.




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: GEORGE MILTON CARTER

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