Thousand nights I spent on my own
Going through all the nightmares I was given
People say I should've outgrown
But my mind has become an actual prison
Burned all my stuff, smashed my only phone
That doesn't matter for someone unknown
It might make me cry, but that is my truth
My truth, my truth, my truth
So maybe
I won't be here this Saturday night
Tell my mother I am alright
I might feel a little uptight
But I am alright
So maybe
I won't be here this Saturday night
Tell my mother I am alright
I might feel a little uptight
But I am alright
That place didn't feel like home
Pulled my shit all together, started running
And all the places wherе I've been thrown
Seemed like thеy were at least better than nothing
Burned all my stuff, smashed my only phone
That doesn't matter for someone unknown
It might make me cry but that is my truth
My truth, my truth, my truth
So maybe
I won't be here this Saturday night
Tell my mother I am alright
I might feel a little uptight
But I am alright
So maybe
I won't be here this Saturday night
Tell my mother I am alright
I might feel a little uptight
But I am alright
In this world, myself and me
Try to find serenity
In this world, myself and me
Try to find serenity
It doesn't matter, that doesn't matter, It'll be better
That's what you're hearing
It doesn't matter, that doesn't matter, It'll be better
That's what you're hearing
So maybe
I won't be here this Saturday night
Tell my mother I am alright
I might feel a little uptight
But I am alright
So maybe
I won't be here this Saturday night
Tell my mother I am alright
I might feel a little uptight
But I am alright
So maybe
So maybe
I won't be here this Saturday night
Tell my mother I am alright
I might feel a little uptight
But I am alright
So maybe
