Saturday Night

There's 52 ways to murder anyone One and two are the same And they both work as well I'm coming clean for Amy Julie doesn't scream as well And the cops won't listen all night And so maybe I'll be over Just as soon as I fill them all in And I can't remember when I saw her last We were running around and having a blast But the backseat of the drive-in is so lonely without you I know when you're home I was thinking about you There was something I forgot to say I was crying on a Saturday Night I was out cruising without you They were playing our song Crying on a Saturday Night As the moon becomes the night time You go viciously, quietly away I'm sitting in the bedroom where we used to sit and smoke cigarettes Now I'm watching Watching you die