Saturday As Usual lyrics

Virginia is almost sleeping, that night is getting older

There is static on the TV, and she's lying on the sofa

The cats crawl over her

Jenny is in the garage, she's got the car in neutral

She rolls it out so quietly. It's Saturday as usual

It always is...

Me, I'm in my bedroom, drawing in my notebook

Cause my hand thinks I'm an artist, but my heart knows I'm a poet

It's just words, they mean...

So little to me, so little to me...

So little to me, so little to me...

I can't seem to deal with total trust

There is something very wrong with me

Daddy's in the backyard, his hands are getting dirty

And Mum is in the kitchen, and her cake says that I'm thirteen

Another year...

My brother went to college to become a doctor

And if he studies hard enough, he'll end up just like father

Who hates his life...

And me, I'm in the bathroom, crying out my eyelids

Cause it's hard to be a man, when you are scared just like a little kid

The world's become...

A little too mean, little too mean...

A little too mean, little too mean...

And I can't see the point of patient love

When everyone just wants to get fucked

• Artist:Bright Eyes
• Album:A Collection of Songs Written and Recorded 1995-1997