Saturday Night

Eve 6

Eve 6

Saturday night burns a redness on my face
I tasted you, you tasted me, you were never my taste
Now left alone, with precious thoughts of half assed half an hour stops
And talk so small, I can't remember every saying a word

Laced with thick naivete, firm delusions can't be swayed
Tell yourself you're happy, we both know the truth
It's false behind the dirty talk, the dirty sheets, the sexy walk
Your eyes are closed, your heart is open wide, and that's no good

There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in between
You and me that you can't see
So beg my pardon

Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you, let it be
The thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'til I leave
When I do, you'll be looking for security in words
Though you know that you won't get it, for the better, for the worse

There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in between
You and me that you can't see
So beg my pardon

I apologize for me
Then I'm back in a couple weeks
I'm too weak to help it, don't know how to end it
Yeah, I apologize for me

Yeah yeah yeah

There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in between
You and me that you can't see
Don't beg my pardon

There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in between
You and me that you can't see
So beg my pardon

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