Oversize purple jacket
And a world that's too small
Fall in line out of habit
And don't forget to call
And it's too good to have it
But I'll ask you if it's all the same
I don't know what I'm doing
And it's painfully clear but
Would you search through the ruin
To find what's worth a year
If it's too hard to do it
I hope at least you'll hear me say
I just want your quiet Saturdays
Waiting for a reason or the rain
And I'm up to my neck in rewards and regrets
But the best of the best never give in
And I think that I might try to scream at the sky
Take an eye for an eye for a living
I just want to leave the world behind
Chasing after pointless alibis
And you're right, that it's wild to have thought it worthwhile
I'm the best of the best at pretending
So we wait, and we hope, and we pull at the rope
It's an eye for an eye for an ending
Shimmering in the sunset
Driving home in the dark
Count again and there's one less
Good place that I could park
All the poets were gutless
And they didn't have the heart we do
Call me crazy for thinking
We can beat all the odds
No one bets that we're winning
With stares and passing nods
If the earth started shifting
I'd forsake all my gods for you
Ooh
Oh, I just want your quiet Saturdays
Waiting for a reason or the rain
And it's hard to believe that a clown and a thief
Could be free, and the free could be lonely
So I'll try as I might to stay inside the lines
Cause it's mine, oh, it's my one and only
I just want to fly us to the moon
Say we'll take off someday really soon
So we'll call it a day, figure out what to say
We'll be free, but the freedom is fleeting
And it's all that I know, to see green and to go
Cause it's mine, but it's my fault for leaving
Ah
I was scared in the moment
I don't know what I said
Something strange, and I know it
Was worth it in the end but
If I could do it over
Then this is what I'd say instead
That I just want your quiet Saturdays
Waiting for a reason or the rain
And I'm up to my neck in rewards and regrets
But the best of the best never give in
And I think that I might try to scream at the sky
Take an eye for an eye for a living
I just wanna make our great escape
Act like we're not already too late
If it's short, I don't care, just as long as it's there
And it's not worth a lot, but it's something
Painting us into art, like I knew at the start
What I'd give to have lived to see Sunday
Ah