Turn the lights out
The party is over and the wines all gone
Your good friends are headed home
Wish I could be thereI'm floating
Was happy to hear you turned thirty-three
You look good, you're so carefree
Wish I could be thereBut I thought you should know
That inside I've grown cold
And I fight every day to lose control
It's a Saturday, I'm coming downFrustrated
Got caught in the rain going to work today
Soaked through for the job I hate
I wish you could be hereI'm choking
Swallowed to much of my pride today
The words that I just won't say
I wish you could be hereBut I thought you should know
That inside I've grown cold
And I fight every day to lose control
It's a Saturday, I'm coming downFor the first time
I've seen stars at night
For the first time
I'm on fireBut I thought you should know
That inside I've grown cold
And I fight every day to lose control
It's a Saturday, I am coming down
It's a Saturday, I'm coming down
Songwriters
Usher, DavidPublished by
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