Yellowcard
Rough Draft

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 fairweather 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


Mirror lyrics:

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

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
And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong

Are friendly intentions and fairweather smiles
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
A nice setting for heartache, where emotions come last
From the start it was shaky and the characters rash
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear
I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears
My own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'm finding my own words, my own little stage

Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me
May a sickness come and set me free
And if it's healthier to leave you be
Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside
Quiet is my loudest cry
I'm breathing in your skin tonight

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
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong

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

It's eating me alive to leave you
For me and all my thoughts of you
Is it hard to see the things you substitute
Sorry if I'm not prepared
Even though it's never there
I'm supposed to care
So you wrote it down

Before you knew that I was there
Like a Saturday night, I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night, I'll be gone


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