Saturday at Three

Verse 1

Left her standing in the doorway

With a bag of half-true words

I was quick to make a promise

Slow to show up when it hurt

Now my phone sits in my pocket

Like a stone I will not throw

I could dial her up and say I'm sorry

But I'm a coward I suppose

Pre-Chorus

Chicken chicken chicken to the bone

Chicken chicken chicken all alone

Chorus

Too chicken to call her

Too chicken to try

Too chicken to tell her

The reason I said goodbye

(Too chicken, too chicken)

I just let it lie

Verse 2

Now my buddy leans across the table

Says boy you lost your mind

Your toolbox still sits in her basement

And you need it for the job tonight

He said call her up apologize

Tell her that you miss her face

Say you wanna come and see her

Then grab your tools and leave the place

Pre-Chorus

Chicken chicken chicken in my chest

Chicken chicken chicken I confess

Chorus

Too chicken to call her

Too chicken to try

Too chicken to tell her

The reason I said goodbye

(Too chicken, too chicken)

I just let it lie

Bridge

Saturday at three o'clock

I had it written down

Saturday at three o'clock

I never came around

Chorus

Too chicken to call her

Too chicken to try

Too chicken to show up

I let the whole thing die

(Too chicken, too chicken)

I let the whole thing die

Outro

Now I'm at the hardware store

Buying tools and saws I already own

I don't know why I do this

Lord I don't know why I do this

I'm just so ashamed of myself