Saturday Nights

Saturday nights
Blueberry cigarillos
Swishers make my throat hurt
Rolling OCB's on the side for me
Light 'em up and let 'em both burn
Family feuds, say your Mom's confused
Off of shit, she doesn't wanna learn
But Daddy's gone, say he's never home
And wishing only makes it worse

I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep
'Cause they'll only know, what you let 'em see

All the things that I know
That your parents don't
They don't care like I do
The way that I do
And all the things that I know
That your parents don't
They don't care like I do
The way that I do
The way that I do
The way that I do

Saturday nights
Light gray Silverado
You drive it 'cause you have to
Stay up working late at a job you hate
Fix your makeup in a dirty bathroom
No more love, in and out of clubs
Knowing what you gotta do
You've got plans wrapped in rubber bands
And that's the only thing you'll never lose

I guess there's certain dreams that you gotta keep
'Cause they'll only know what you let 'em see

All the things that I know
That your parents don't
They don't care like I do
The way that I do
And all the things that I know
That your parents don't
They don't care like I do
The way that I do
The way that I do

'Cause I care
I care about you
There's nowhere I'd rather be
Than right here around you
I care, care about you
There's nowhere I'd rather be

All the things that I know
That your parents don't
They don't care about you
The way that I do
All the things that I know
That your parents don't
Don't care about you
The way that I
The way that I do (do, do, do)
The way that I do (do, do, do)
The way that I do (do, do, do)
The way that I do (do, do, do)