It's every Saturday night and the time sure is wrong time to get uptight and along alone ask every Saturday night why the time sure is wrong for having fun so get along alone now alone alone now alone and a voice comes disembodied nothing there but you can hear it you know how to numb the wound but you don't know how to heal it try waiting for hours, days and years you keep waiting but no one's ever gonna show up here... Please don't love me because you're through hating you Why mourn the loss when life is letting go of us but not forgetting everything that made you stronger won't be around much longer you're the dream of love unspoken you're a flower that never opened no exception will be made, we all get our own sad serenade ask every Saturday night why my nose is always bleeding i forgot what i was needing and now everybody's leaving can't keep your eyes from closing, you're a blue sky decomposing as we all embrace what we've become and our voices merge into one...