YellowC.

Like a Saturday night I'll be gone

Like a Saturday night I'll be,gone before you knew that I was there

So you wrote it down

I'm supposed to care

Even though it's never there

Sorry if I'm not prepared

Is it hard to see the things you substitute

For me and all my thoughts of you

It's eating me alive to leave you

 

Breathing in your skin tonight

Quiet is my loudest cry

Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes, that make me melt inside

And if it's healthier to leave you be,

May a sickness come and set me free

Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me..

 

Finding my own words, my own little stage

My own epic drama, my own scripted page

I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears

Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear

Form the start it was shaky and the characters rash

Don't wanna be, don’t wanna be wrong....