Saturday Night

There's 52 ways to murder anyone

One and two are the same

And they both work as well

I'm coming clean for Amy

Julie doesn't scream as well

And the cops won't listen all night

And so maybe I'll be over

Just as soon as I fill them all in

And I can't remember when I saw her last

We were running around and having a blast

But the backseat of the drive-in is so lonely without you

I know when you're home

I was thinking about you

There was something I forgot to say

I was crying on a Saturday Night

I was out cruising without you

They were playing our song

Crying on a Saturday Night

As the moon becomes the night time

You go viciously, quietly away

I'm sitting in the bedroom where we used to sit and smoke cigarettes

Now I'm watching

Watching you die