Yellowcard - Rough Draft Lyrics
Like a Saturday night I'll be goneLike a Saturday night I'll be gonebefore you knew that I was thereSo you wrote it downI'm supposed to careEven though it's never thereSorry if I'm not preparedIs it hard to see the things you substituteFor me and all my thoughts of youIt's eating me alive to leave youMaybe it's childish and maybe it's wrongBut so is your blank stare in lieu of this songMaybe it's childish and maybe it's wrongDon't wanna be, don't wanna be wrongYou're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this songDon't wanna be, don't wanna be wrongYou're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this songI'm breathing in your skin tonightQuiet is my loudest cryWouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt insideAnd if it's healthier to leave you bemay a sickness come and set me freeKill me while I still believe that you were meant for meI'm finding my own words, my own little stagemy own epic drama, my own scripted pageI'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tearsMaybe you'll read it and I'll reappearFrom the start it was shaky and the characters rash,A nice setting for heartache where emotions come lastAll I have deep inside, to overcome this desireare friendly intentions and fair-weather smilesAnd I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrongyou're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this songDon't wanna be, don't wanna be wrongYou're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this songLike Saturday night I'll be goneLike Saturday night I'll be goneLike Saturday night I'll be goneLike Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there
