Saturday Night - Devendra Banhart

It’s every Saturday night and the time sure is wrong

Time to get uptight and along, alone

Ask every Saturday night while the time sure is wrong

Having fun

So get along, alone, now alone

Alone now

Alone

And the voice comes disembodied

Nothing there but you can hear it

You know how to numb the wound

But you don’t know how to heal it

Tryin' waiting for hours, days and years

You keep waiting but no one’s ever gonna show up here

Please don’t love me because, don’t love me because

You’re through hating you

Please don’t love me because, don’t love me because

You’re through hating you

Why mourn the loss when life is letting

Go of us but not forgetting

Everything that made you stronger

Won’t be around much longer

You’re the dream of love unspoken

You’re a flower that never open

No exception will be made

We’ll get a wrong set serenade

Ask every Saturday night, oh

My nose is always bleeding

I forgot what I was reading

And now everybody’s leaving

Can’t keep your eyes from closing

You’re a blue sky decomposing

As we all embrace what we’ve become

And love always is merging to one

Please don’t love me because, don’t love me because

You’re through hating you

Please don’t love me because, don’t love me because

You’re through hating you

You’re through hating you

You’re through hating you

You’re through hating you

You’re through hating you

You’re through hating you

You’re through hating you, ooh

You’re through hating you

You’re through hating you, ooh

You’re through hating you