Rough Draft Lyrics - Singles - Yellowcard

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 breathin' 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 

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 

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 Saturday night I'll be gone 

Like Saturday night I'll be gone 

Like Saturday night I'll be gone 

Like Saturday night I'll be gone 

Before you knew that I was there