Saturdays
I thought I was smart enough to never fall to your sweet promises But my stupid self letting you to tell me one more And waiting for you to actually Make it happen I thought I was strong enough for not letting you to take my life But I was so naive to let you in and think That you are my life now but I'm Dead to you I though I was brave enough to never hoping you'll be by my side But my delicate self always waiting for you To cancel your plans and meet me Every Saturday
