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Dirty fingernails, same as your mind
But he could strum the guitar just fine
Every now and then, he′d think about his life
Daydreamin' just to pass the the time
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Anyone who′s anyone can feel it
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on usin' me?
They keep on usin' me
Even as a child, everyone would say
"He was gonna be a star someday
Finally, he found a way to reach the sky
But he didn′t know what he′d find"
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Anyone who's anyone can feel it, mm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on usin′ me?
They keep on usin' me
He′s got a big head full of trash
And he talks down every chance he gets
He's a grown man makin′ little-boy mistakes
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on usin' me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on usin' me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on usin′ me?
They keep on usin′ me
They keep on usin' me
They keep on usin′ me
They keep on usin' me
They keep on usin′ me
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Writer(s): David Sitek, Jeremy Freedman, Brandon Fried, Michael Margott, Jesse Rutherford, Zach Abels, Matthew Schwartz, Lars Stalfors Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
