Lyrics

Everything that i've done Has been judged as if the woman has won Yeah all that i do more or less Is for some womans sake Make them laugh make them cry Try my best waste my time Yeah all that i do more or less Is for some womans sake Thoughts of a maniac Saturday is lying in state Your cigarette burns down And your eyes avoid mine Yeah youre sitting, praying, hoping, waiting Putting on your pained today face You dont talk and whats worse You take the car keys out of your purse Well did you see too much Or did you shoot the horse And then close the gate Thoughtless minds that taverns find Saturday is lying in state