I'm good to go and I'm going nowhere fast
It could, be worse I could be taking you there with me
I'm good to go
But it looks like I'm still on my own
I'm good to go for something golden
Though the motions I've been going through have failed
I'm coasting on potential towards a wall at a hundred miles an hour
When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
I can't sleep in the wake of saturday
Saturday, Saturday
When these open doors were open ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open ended
Pete and I attacked the laws of Astoria
With promise and precision and mess of youthful innocence
I read about the afterlife,
But I never really lived more than an hour
More than an hour
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
I can't sleep in the wake of saturday
Saturday, Saturday
When these open doors were open ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open ended
I read about the afterlife,
But I never really lived
I read about the afterlife,
But I never really lived
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
Me and Pete
In the wake of saturday
Saturday
When these open doors were open ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open ended
Saturday
Saturday
YOU ARE READING
Fall Out Boy Song Lyrics
随机All song lyrics from American Beauty/American Psycho to Take This To Your Grave Live versions with each song where I could find them!
