Saturday, gonna be the day, the day
That’ll be what was supposed to be yesterday
Which was supposed to be the night before
And then someone came knocking at your door
Is that how its gonna be?
Baby, you know it ain’t gonna be
I won’t let you use me
For your personal advantages, now

*I’m filler, I’m filler
when you ain’t got nobody else
I’m filler, I’m filler
Not gonna be part of this little game 
You’ve got one less musical chair
Sorry, but I can’t be there
I’m filler, I’m filler, filler, filler, filler!

Tomorrow’s gonna be another day, the day
Bet it’s gonna turn out the way it did today
Then you said that Monday you’d be free
But can you honestly, honestly promise me?
Not how its gonna be
This would have been important to me
And I won’t let you waste my time
On a meaningless investigation

*

Take me here, take me there, all your little broken
promises
One too many
Tired of these little games
I always end up alone
You said you cared, you would be there, it isn’t fair
That I always end up alone
But I will always end up alone

*
2003