This looks *** amazing from where I was going.CHEERING AND APPLAUSEMUSIC PLAYSI'm not supposed to beFeeling dirtyChained upUntil the streetQuartz of threeHidden across my faceIn the crowdI'm counting up the daysIn a hazeI'm staring at the floorSomebody's got youTrying to signThe ones that you wantI'm staring at the floorWhen you walked out the doorI've been wondering aboutWhat you're up toNot for the first timeNot for the last timeAnd I've been thinking aboutThe things we used to doNot for the first timeNot for the last timeWe always used to thinkWe always used to saySaturdays take the pain awayNobody stays the sameNo matter how much you want itSome things changeMUSIC PLAYSSome things changeMUSIC CONTINUESThrough my cigaretteThe shadow of the sticksTakes me to the carpetI try to ignore itMUSIC CONTINUESSomething about the wayMUSIC CONTINUESThat light catches the mirrorAnd I believeMUSIC CONTINUESIt gives me shadeMUSIC CONTINUESI'm staring at the doorSomebody's got you trying to signThe ones that you wantBut you're not here anymoreI've been wondering aboutWhat you're up toNot for the first timeNot for the last timeAnd I've been thinking aboutThe things we used to doNot for the first timeNot for the last timeMUSIC CONTINUESWe always used to saySaturdays take the pain awayNobody stays the sameNo matter how much you want itSomething's changedMUSIC CONTINUESSomething's changedMUSIC CONTINUESSomething's changedMUSIC CONTINUESMusic CONTINUESSomething's changedMUSIC CONTINUESMUSIC CONTINUESMusic CONTINUESMusic CONTINUESMusic CONTINUESMusic CONTINUESMusic CONTINUESMusic CONTINUESThank you.Thank you.We always used to saySaturdays take the pain awayNobody stays the sameNo matter how much you want itHow much you want itWe always used to saySaturdays take the pain awayNobody stays the sameNo matter how much you want itSomething's changed*