Yellowcard Lyrics
Rough Draft (Acoustic)
Like a Saturday Night I'll Be Gone
Like a Saturday Night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there
So you wrote it down
I'm supposed to care
Even though it's never there
Sorry if I'm not prepared
Is it hard to see the things you substitute?
For me and all my thoughts of you
It's eating me alive to leave you
Maybe it's childish
And maybe it's wrong
But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song
Maybe it's childish
And maybe it's wrong
Don't wanna be don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me
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Don't wanna be don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me
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I'm breathing in your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes
that make me melt inside
And if it's healthier to leave you be
May your sickness come and set me free
Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me
(Humming Part)
I'm Finding my own words my own little stage
My own epic drama my own scripted page
Send you the rough draft Ill seal it with tears
Maybe youll read it and Ill reappear
From the start it was shaky
And the characters rash
A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last
All I have deep inside to overcome this desire
Are friendly intentions and fair-weather smiles
And I dont wanna be, dont wanna be wrong
Youre leaving me, youre leaving me
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Dont wanna be dont wanna be wrong
Youre leaving me youre leaving me
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Like Saturday night Ill be gone
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this cant be home...anymore
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