Dirty fingernails, same as your mind
But he could strum the guitar just fine
Every now and then he'd think about his life
Daydreaming just to pass 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 using me?
They keep on using 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 using me?
They keep on using me
He's got a big head full of trash
And he talks down every chance he gets
He's a grown man making little boy mistakes
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
They keep on using me
Escrita por: David Sitek, Je$$E Rutherford, Lars Stalfors, Cashe Douche, Zach, Mikey Margott, Matthew Schwartz, Brandon Alexander Fried