I wish I could sleep  But I'm tied down dirty in these borrowed sheets  It's been a week  And I've been singing to my feet, yeah  But I wont admit defeat til saturday, saturday, saturday  For your information I love my demons  Because they keep me company  I've learned to love my new routine,   But on my better days, better days, better days    Consider your self one of my best friends,   Consider your self one of my enemies    I wish I could speak  But I spent the last half hour in the back room  Celebrating me  And now I feel a little cheap, yeah  But I wont admit defeat til saturday, saturday, saturday  It's not one of my better days, better days, better days    Consider your self one of my best friends  Consider your self one of my enemies  Show a little skin and make a million  Bare a little soul you'll make a million more    When I grow up  Wanna be famous  When you grow up  Will you still blame us?     I wish I could sleep  I've been tied down dirty in these borrowed sheets,   It's been a bitch of a week, yeah  Saturday, saturday, saturday    Consider your self one of my best friends  Consider your self one of my enemies  Show a little skin and make a million  Bare a little soul you'll make a million more