| On a Saturday night |
| You throw yourself away for the night |
| You call me up to join the fight |
| You know that you can always count on me |
| For now it's alright |
| We're floating through the sea of the crowd |
| Been doing this forever, haven't we? |
| Just us, just you and me |
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| But you're bending the rules |
| So they fit your life |
| And it cuts like a knife and I try and I try |
| To act normal |
| In the daylight we turn into nothing |
| When you're bending the rules |
| So they fit your lies |
| And you're colder than ice, yeah you don't even try |
| To act normal |
| In your world, don't you care that we're nothing? |
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| And in a silent room |
| I give myself away to the gloom |
| Convince myself, I'm healing the wounds |
| Tell myself some lies of what we are |
| And I'm not feeling alright |
| Suffering from Saturday night |
| Know better than to text or to call |
| Nothing is new and that don't help at all |
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| Cause you're bending the rules |
| So they fit your life |
| And it cuts like a knife and I try and I try |
| To act normal |
| In the daylight we turn into nothing |
| Yeah you're bending the rules |
| So they fit your lies |
| And you're colder than ice and you don't even try |
| To act normal |
| In your world, don't you care that we're nothing? |
|
| Yeah you're bending the rules |
| So they fit your lies |
| And you're colder than ice and you don't even try |
| To act normal |
| In your world, don't you care that we're nothing? |
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