Mercoledì 6 Giu 2007, 10:17

Yellowcard
Rough Draft
One for the Kids

When I listen to this song, something clicks. Like I dont't know what clicks, but something important does. I feel this song in my heart, my soul, my whole body, including my bones…

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

I'm breathing in your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't wanna 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…

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
(2x)

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 heart ache where emotions come last
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
Of friendly intentions and fair-weather smiles

Abd 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.. In 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

All I know, is when I here this, I know it's my theme. Because I always try to be perfect, and that's why things don't work out.