Текст и слова песни Gone 'Til November – 52 Saturdays
I remember everything we did
Got it all written down in my head
A diary
Of all the Saturdays
Hung around
While you drove around
With your friends
Then you phone too late
Oh hell yeah
You were really there for me
What a stupid girl
Was I her
Deaf, dumb, and blonde
So stressed out
Till I spit you out
52 Saturdays
A year I wasted
Saturdays
You stole them all away from me
Goodbye
Now give me back my life
That September I lost everything
Because of you
My friends forgot my name
They're over me
Never call on Saturdays
Every lie
Every warning sign
I didn't care
'Cause I was in too deep
Oh hell yeah
Now the blind can see
What a stupid girl
Was I her
Same sad song
So stressed out
Till I spit you out
52 Saturdays
A year I wasted
Saturdays
You stole them all away from me
Goodbye
Now give me back my life
Got it all written down in my head
A diary
Of all the Saturdays
Hung around
While you drove around
With your friends
Then you phone too late
Oh hell yeah
You were really there for me
What a stupid girl
Was I her
Deaf, dumb, and blonde
So stressed out
Till I spit you out
52 Saturdays
A year I wasted
Saturdays
You stole them all away from me
Goodbye
Now give me back my life
That September I lost everything
Because of you
My friends forgot my name
They're over me
Never call on Saturdays
Every lie
Every warning sign
I didn't care
'Cause I was in too deep
Oh hell yeah
Now the blind can see
What a stupid girl
Was I her
Same sad song
So stressed out
Till I spit you out
52 Saturdays
A year I wasted
Saturdays
You stole them all away from me
Goodbye
Now give me back my life
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