Rough Draft Lyrics

Rough Draft lyrics

Like a Saturday night I’ll be gone
Like a Saturday night I’ll
be gone
Before you knew 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 lue of this
song

Chorus:
Don’t wanna be
Don’t wanna be
wrong
You’re leaving me in lue of this song

I’m
breathing your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
I wouldn’t
want to wake the eyes
That make me melt inside

If it’s
healthier to leave you be
May your sickness come and set me free
Kill me
while I still believe
You are meant for me

Minding my own life
My
own little stage
My own epic drama
My own scripted page

Send you
the Rough Draft
I’ll seal it with tears
Maybe you’ll read
it
And I’ll reappear

The Starting is shaky
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
fare-weather smiles

Chorus

***Sung by Yellowcard***