Yellowcard - Rough Draft lyrics

One, two, three, four

Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Before you knew that I was there

So you wrote it down i'm supposed to care
Even though it's never there
Sorry if I'm not prepared
Is it hard to see the things you substitute
For me and all my thoughts of you?
It's eating me alive to leave you
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
But so is your blank stare
In lieu of this song
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong

Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me
You're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me
You're leaving me in lieu of this
Lieu of this song

I'm breathing in your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't want to wake the eyes
That make me melt inside
And if it's healthier to leave you be
May a sickness come and set me free
Kill me while I still believe that
You were meant for me (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
I'm finding my own words, my own little stage
My own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'll send you the rough draft
I'll seal it with tears
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear
From the start it was shaky
And the characters rash
A nice setting for heartache
Where emotions come last
All I have deep inside
To overcome this desire
Are friendly intentions and
Fairweather smiles

And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me
You're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me
You're leaving me in lieu of this
Lieu of this song

Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Before you knew that I was there