No

more

wai-

ting

on

them

As

you

rise

in-

side

new

rooms

It's

of-

fi-

cial

you've

gone

You

can

live

for

no

one

else

Man

the

guilt

must

be

huge

There's

no

gain

in

fai-

lure

You

suc-

ceed

at being

mine

Yeah,

old

friend,

see

you

there

I

will

be

proud

from

a-

far

I

can

paint

a

pic-

ture

In

a

mo-

ment

of

me-

mo-

ries

And

there

aren't

ma-

ny

left

I

am

ex-

tra-

di-

ted,

un-

in-

vi-

ted

Just

a-

no-

ther

Sa-

tur-

day

Take

a

step

to

free-

dom

You

and

her

a-

gainst

this

cruel

world

Take

a

breath

of

shel-

ter

and

ex-

ha-

le

Trust

and

al-

le-

giance

Li-

be-

rate

your-

self

from

hell

It's

just

a-

no-

ther

Sa-

tur-

day

It's

just

a-

no-

ther

Sa-

tur-

day