Yellowcard Lyrics

Album: One For The Kids

Rough Draft Lyrics

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