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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 in lieu of this song
Don´t wanna be, don´t wanna be wrong
You´re leaving me, you´re leaving me in lieu of this song

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 a sickness come and set me free
Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me

I´m finding my own words, my own little stage
my own epic drama, my own scripted page
I´ll send you the rough draft, I´ll seal it with tears
Maybe you´ll read it and I´ll 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 don´t wanna be, don´t wanna be wrong
you´re leaving me, you´re leaving me in lieu of this song
Don´t wanna be, don´t wanna be wrong
You´re leaving me, you´re leaving me in lieu of this song

Like Saturday night I´ll be gone
Like Saturday night I´ll be gone
Like Saturday night I´ll be gone
Like Saturday night I´ll be gone before you knew that I was there