Saturday Night and the rain keeps pouring down to wash away this boring town where no one left is scoring that's how the story goes voices in my head start screaming seeing stars but I'm not dreaming sinking in this empty feeling that's how the story goes here comes the weekend, here comes the same old song we keep singing but we get it wrong at a party with more faces then friends if the fun never starts then the fun never ends but the weight of the town it just dragged us down we know every street but we're lost not found screaming inside but we make no sound gearing up for the weekend let down Saturday Night and the rain keeps pouring down to wash away this boring town where no one left is scoring that's how the story goes voices in my head start screaming seeing stars but I'm not dreaming sinking in this empty feeling that's how the story goes in a small town well the word spreads fast and the great nights have long since passed and the future is whatever dad does what you are isn't far from what he was cashed and crashed as the party winds down the place is trashed but the sorrows drowned and in the morning when I'm not around for at least one night I'll be the talk of the town for every drunken promise past, this time I'll make it last Saturday Night and the rain keeps pouring down to wash away this boring town where no one left is scoring that's how the story goes voices in my head start screaming seeing stars but I'm not dreaming sinking in this empty feeling that's how the story goes same faces never seemed so old, same stories always being told I'll add one last chapter to mine, out where the sun still shines there goes the weekend, there goes the same old song we kept singing but we got it wrong Saturday Night and the rain keeps pouring down to wash away this boring town where no one left is scoring that's how the story goes voices in my head start screaming seeing stars but I'm not dreaming sinking in this empty feeling that's how the story goes