and i wish i could sleep   but i'm tired, down, dirty in these borrowed sheets   it's been a week   and i've singing til i faint, yeah   but I won't admit defeat til   saturday, saturday, saturday   when you come by   for your information   i love my demons   cause they keep me company, yeah   i've grown to love my new routine   but on my better days   better days, better days      consider yourself one of my best friends   consider yourself one of my enemies   oh enemies      i wish i could speak   we spend the last half hour in the back room   celebrating me   and now i feel a little cheap, yeah   but i won't admit defeat til   saturday, saturday, saturday   and it's not one of my better days   better days, better days      consider yourself one of my best friends   consider yourself one of my enemies   oh enemies      show a little skin and make a million   for a little soul and make a million more   a million more      when i grow up, woah   i wanna be famous, woah   and when you grow up, woah   will you still blame us      and i wish i could sleep,   but i'm tired, down, dirty in these borrowed sheets   it's been a bitch of a week, yeah      saturday, saturday, saturday      consider yourself one of my best friends   consider yourself one of my enemies   oh enemies      show a little skin and make a million   for a little soul and make a million more   show a little skin and make a million   for a little soul and make a million more