Dirty fingernails, same as your mind But he could strum the guitar just fine Every now and then he'd think about his life Daydreamin' just to pass the time
Now the sun is closer than it was before Anyone who's anyone can feel it
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me
Even as a child everyone would say "He was gonna be a star someday" Finally he found a way to reach the sky But he didn't know what he'd find
Now the sun is closer than it was before Anyone who's anyone can feel it, mm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me
He's got a big head full of trash And he talks down every chance he gets He's a grown man with committable mistakes
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? Saturdays are not the same as they used to be Sadder days, why do they keep on using me? They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using me They keep on using meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
