Saturday Night
Eve 6
Eve 6 (1998)

Saturday night burns a redness on my face
I tasted you, you tasted me, you were never my taste
Now you're left alone with precious thoughts of half assed half an hour stops
And talk so small I can't remember every saying a word
Laced with thick naivetč firm delusions can't be swayed
Tell yourself you're happy we both know the truth
It's false behind the dirty talk, the dirty sheets, the sexy walk
Your eyes are closed your heart is open wide and that's no good

There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between
You and me, that you can't see
So beg my pardon

Honesty's a virtue that can hurt you
Let it be the thought that counts is counting down the minutes 'till I leave
When I do you'll be looking for security in words
Though you know that you won't get it for the better for the worse

There is something up my sleeve,
There is nothing in-between
You and me, that you can't see
So beg my pardon

I apologize for me then I'm back in a couple weeks
I'm too weak to help it don't know how to end it
I apologize for me

There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between.
You and me, that you can't see
So beg my pardon

There is something up my sleeve
There is nothing in-between
You and me, that you can't see
So beg my pardon