Em
Dirty fingernails, same as your mind
C Am
But he can strum the guitar just fine
Em
Every now and then he'd think about his life
C Am
Daydreamin' just to pass the the time
Em C Am
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Em C Am
Anyone who's anyone can feel it
G C Cm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
G C Cm
Saturdays, why do they keep on using me?
Am
They keep on using me
Interlude: Em C Am
Em
Even as a child everyone would say
C Am
"He was gonna be a star someday"
Em
Finally he found a way to reach the sky
C Am
But he didn't know what he'd find
Em C Am
Now the sun is closer than it was before
Em C Am
Anyone who's anyone can feel it, mm
G C Cm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
G C Cm
Saturdays, why do they keep on using me?
Am
They keep on using me
Interlude: Em C Am
Em
He's got a big head full of trash that he talks down every
C Am
chance he gets
Em C Am
He's a grown man with committable mistakes
G C Cm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
G C Cm
Saturdays, why do they keep on using me?
G C Cm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
G C Cm
Saturdays, why do they keep on using me?
G C Cm
Saturdays are not the same as they used to be
G C Cm
Saturdays, why do they keep on using me?
C Cm
They keep on using me
C Cm
They keep on using me
C Cm
They keep on using me
C Cm
They keep on using me
C Cm
They keep on using me