Lyric

Empty cans on the bedroom floor

Sunlight sneaks through the door

My phone is dead, my head still rings

From all the stupid things we did

Clock keeps moving way too fast

Every good thing never lasts

Saturday’s gone, here comes the gray

Weekend dreams just fade away

I don’t wanna face today

Saturday’s gone, gone again

Same old bus, same old street

Same bored faces I don’t meet

Laughing echoes in my head

Things I wish I never said

I would hit rewind if I could

But I know damn well I shouldn’t

Saturday’s gone, here comes the gray

Weekend dreams just fade away

I don’t wanna face today

Saturday’s gone, gone again

Maybe next time I’ll slow it down

But I know I won’t, I know right now

Saturday’s gone, here comes the gray

But I’m still alive, I’m still okay

Turn it loud, don’t let it fade

Saturday’s gone, gone again