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Текст песни Yellowcard - Rough Draft
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 its 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
its eating me alive to leave you
maybe its childish and wrong
but so is the blame stare in loo of this song
maybe its childish and wrong
don?t wanna be don?t wanna be wrong
you're leaving you're leaving me in loo of this song
don?t wanna be don?t wanna be wrong
you're leaving you're leaving me in loo of this song
breathing in you're skin tonight
quite is my loudest cry
wouldn?t want to wake the eyes that make me melt inside
and if its healthier to leave you be
may your sickness come and set me free
kill me while I still believe you were meant for me
writing my own words my own little stage
my own epic drama my own scripted page
send you the rough draft ill seal it with tears
maybe you'll read it and ill reappear
from the start it was shaky and the characters rash
a nice setting heading for heartache where emotions come last
all I have deep inside to overcome this desire are friendly intentions and fair-weather smiles
and I don?t wanna be don?t wanna be wrong you're leaving me you're leaving me in loo of this song don?t wanna be don?t wanna be wrong
you're leaving me you're leaving me in loo of this loo of this song
Like a Saturday night
I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night
I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night
I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night
I'll be gone before you knew that I was there
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