Dirty fingernails, same as your mind

But he could strum the guitar just fine

Every now and then, he'd think about his life

Daydreaming just to pass the time

Now the sun is closer than it was before

Anyone who's anyone can feel it

Saturdays are not the same as they used to be

Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?

They keep on using me

Even as a child, everyone would say

"He was gonna be a star someday

Finally, he found a way to reach the sky

But he didn't know what he'd find"

Now the sun is closer than it was before (It was before)

Anyone who's anyone can feel it, mmm (Feel it)

Saturdays are not the same as they used to be

Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?

They keep on using me

He's got a big head full of trash, and he talks down every chance he gets

He's a grown man making little-boy mistakes

Saturdays are not the same as they used to be

Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?

Saturdays are not the same as they used to be

Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?

Saturdays are not the same as they used to be

Sadder days, why do they keep on using me?

They keep on using me

They keep on using me

They keep on using me

They keep on using me

They keep on using me