it was a saturday i came home early drunk with love and other things i must confess i love it all pretend that i can hardly wait to wipe that smile off of your face it s only when on that you can depend later that afternoon my paranoia got the best of me i knew it would it always do i made the call pretend that i can hardly wait to put that smile back on my face it s coming soon i m going to the moon if you pretend then i imitate my friend come crucify my heart i wanna get it on i wanna get it on and in the evening when i sleep my situation changes nightly sometimes it comes sometimes it goes sometimes i feel i ll never know tonight s the night i take it home white knuckle happy and alone with no one in the room but me i see i finally see