Saturday

We still play mental games and I know that I've lost Think of something that hurts, but it's so hard to stop That I could share a smoke when you ask for a light It's how I forget the feeling a day at a time My promise could be your fiend I'm giving in to your dreams My promise could be your fiend I'm giving in to your dreams My promise could be your fiend I'm giving in to your dreams My promise could be your fiend I'm giving in to your dreams My promise could be your fiend I'm giving in to your dreams My promise could be your fiend I'm giving in to your dreams My promise could be your fiend I'm giving in to your dreams I'm giving in to your dreams I'm giving in to your