This is how i think this song is played.
Hope its right.
Enjoy
And i wish i could sleep
But im tied down dirty in these borrowed sheets
its been a week
And ive been singing to my feet, yeah
But i wont admit defeat til
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
well come my way
For your information
I love my demons
Cause they keep me company, yeah
I've grown to love my new routine
But on my better days
Better days, better days
/
Consider yourself one of my best friends
Consider yourself one of my enemies
Oh enemies
And I wish I could speak
We spend the last half hour in the back room
Celebrating me
And now I feel a little cheap, yeah
But I won't admit defeat 'til
Saturday, Saturday
And it's not one of my better days
Better days, better days
/
Consider yourself one of my best friends
Consider yourself one of my enemies
Oh enemies
/
Show a little skin you'll make a million
Bare a little soul you'll make a million more
Show a little skin you'll make a million
Bare a little soul you'll make a million more
When I grow up, woah
I wanna be famous, woah
And when you grow up, woah
Will you still blame us?
And I wish I could sleep
But I'm tied down, dirty in these borrowed sheets
It's been a bitch of a week, yeah
Saturday, Saturday, Saturday
/
Consider yourself one of my best friends
Consider yourself one of my enemies
Oh enemies
/
Show a little skin you'll make a million
Bare a little soul you'll make a million more
Show a little skin you'll make a million
Bare a little soul you'll make a million more