Suicide Saturday

I heard it told by her mother old
She could try, she could try it
With the power of tin and a bottle of gin
She was wise, she was wise to it
Cocked her father's gun, like the oldest son
She could try, she could try it
Blessed by the bed where she laid her head and it calmed to a dull roar

Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
It was a suicide Saturday
Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
In a summertime kind of way
Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
It was a suicide Saturday
Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
In a summertime kind of way

She fell to the streets 'til she heard the screams
She could drive, she could drive it
That was where she'd buy her time, yeah
Her friends were crazed in the solemn rains
She could try, she could try it
I met her once, she was tight, she was tight
She was tight, she was tight, she was tight as hell

Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
It was a suicide Saturday
Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
In a summertime kind of way
Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
It was a suicide Saturday
Oh-oh, oh-oh, woah, oh-oh, woah
In a summertime kind of way

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh

Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now for me
Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah

Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah
Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now for me, for me, for me, yeah

Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now
Oh, don't you wait now for me

A suicide Saturday
A suicide Saturday