Saturday - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Patrick Stump]

I'm good to go, and I'm going nowhere fast

It could be worse, I could be taking you there with me

I'm good to go, but it looks like I'm still on my own

I'm good to go for something golden

Though the motions I've been going through have failed

And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall

At a hundred miles an hour

When I say

Two more weeks, my foot is in the door, yeah

I can't sleep, in the wake of Saturday (Saturday)

Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended

Pete and I attacked the laws of Astoria with promise and precision

And mess of youthful innocence

And I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived

More than an hour (More than an hour)

When I say

Two more weeks, my foot is in the door, yeah

I can't sleep, in the wake of Saturday (Saturday)

Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended

[Bridge: Patrick Stump, Patrick Stump & Pete Wentz]

And I read about the afterlife, well, I never really lived

[Chorus: Patrick Stump, Patrick Stump & Pete Wentz]

Two more weeks, my foot is in the door

Me and Pete, in the wake of Saturday

Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended

Saturday