I wish I could sleep
But I'm tied down dirty in these borrowed sheets
It's been a week

And I've been singing to my feet, yeah
But I wont admit defeat til saturday, saturday, saturday
For your information I love my demons

Because they keep me company
I've learned to love my new routine,
But on my better days, better days, better days


Consider your self one of my best friends,
Consider your self one of my enemies


I wish I could speak
But I spent the last half hour in the back room

Celebrating me
And now I feel a little cheap, yeah
But I wont admit defeat til saturday, saturday, saturday

It's not one of my better days, better days, better days

Consider your self one of my best friends

Consider your self one of my enemies
Show a little skin and make a million
Bare a little soul you'll make a million more


When I grow up
Wanna be famous

When you grow up
Will you still blame us?


I wish I could sleep
I've been tied down dirty in these borrowed sheets,
It's been a (*##$ of a week, yeah

Saturday, saturday, saturday

Consider your self one of my best friends

Consider your self one of my enemies
Show a little skin and make a million
Bare a little soul you'll make a million more