Saturday Lyrics & Chords By Built To Spill

You waited for Saturday
You waited for my birthday
And most of us probably
Expect even less than that

And I'm glad
You're not like us
And by us
I mean everyone in the world who isn't you

All this time I thought was mine
Your proximity made
When boredom comes, it won't be long
Before I sing to you

There's nothing you can do
No, there's nothing you can say
To make the problems go away
Or to make me do the same

From the outside
Muddled dealings
Pour me out some
Bottled feeling

For a mountain
Marbled ceiling
Commence the healing