Saturdaynightlies

Please save your
Saturdaynightlies
My sheets are
As cold as yours
And if you knew
What love really is Youd be crying forever
But there’s just no help in that
So go to bed and be quiet
Count to one hundred
And do your best
And if you knew
What love really is Youd be crying forever
But you are here
And you’re near
Cause you are here
Let us share these sheets
Let us fake some heat
You don’t have
To turn the light out
Ive seen that whole scene before
And if you knew
What love really is Youd be bursting into fire