Wake up! Last night's over. It bled through 'til the morning after. We tore last night apart and met the morning with laughter. There's some light creeping in. The sun's bleeding out over the horizon. This day just started ending. And I think we should really just refuse to stay here where its warm with everything we're used to. I'll drive you as far you'll let me.

And we drive straight through till the morning. I'd give anything to keep on going and to keep singing...

Because I don't want to see these young hearts retiring. I don't want to feel like this anymore. Always on the verge of something. No, I want it all. And I can't do this all on my own. Lets do this tonight and make it worth remembering.

Wake up! Last night's over. We met this morning with laughter. I find so much fucking solace in these six strings. WAKE UP! I think we should drive straight through till the morning. I'd give anything to keep on going in any direction but home. There's some light bleeding through And even if the sun bleeds out, turns black, we'll never know If we drive with our backs to it.

These tired faces and eyes, these eyes are burning with life
These tired cliches are so much easier to write.

I can't do this all on my own. Lets do this tonight and make it worth remembering.

I remember the first night was just right. Your new dress drew awkward advances. I hope I wasn't too forward. Falling too fast too easy and things always fall down.

We got caught up and bruised battered and cut, excited awake, through the latest of nights.

I remember the second night, the spit flying; the worst words I could say to you. I think I fucked up, I fucked up real bad or maybe you did. I just want to go back.

We got tangled up. We wrapped two into one with no division. And the tumbling of fights, I'll die before I say you're right. We'll tangle ourselves in vices and vice-grips. We'll catch the sickness. We'll try to kick this. You'll probably kick me tonight.

I hate the idea that you miles higher than here. I'm in the basement shouting some nonsense. And you're up those stairs. It's like you're miles from where I am. So I think I'll just stay here. You're miles higher than here.

I've got nothing to offer you. I remember the first night and I want to go back.

"To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else."

This night doesn't have to end and I wonder how long we will stand outside trying to decide what we'll do, and where we'll go tonight. And I'm feeling nothing but alright.

These days I'm screaming, "Seize the night." When we make up our own music to the songs we've always known. And we will fill out dormant aspirations and know we haven't even started yet.

And we'll burn these streets, and Ryan will say and I'll believe him, "We are the reason." These written words, bruised vocal chords mean that, "We are forever. "

We hold secret hopes. We'll hold this instant. Man I swear, I never want to see this end.

And we can change this world if only for this instant. This instant's all that counts tonight. We'll close this world down, and search for something else to do to feed these hearts, to make this ours.

And these bonds are blood, flowing through dark veins the color of night. Like brothers and sisters we'll attack this world.

What if we decide instead to fuck logic and choose death. It's our insanity, you see. Its our fucked up, goddamned inability. And It's our downfall, If we can't get over our quarrels. I'm tired; I'm petrified. I'm wide awake, terrified, wide awake, I'm wired...What if we decide instead to fuck logic and choose death. It's our insanity, you see. Its our fucked up, goddamned inability. And It's our downfall, If we can't get over our quarrels. I'm tired; I'm petrified. I'm wide awake, terrified, wide awake, I'm wired...

I'm fucking tired of being unsure and I'm pacing on my bedroom floor. Trying to find the words, I'm feeling anxious. Trying to find the words, so goddamn anxious. I cut meter and hopeless lines. It's a fighting song, a real triumphant one. That I have yet to write; to get a good sleep tonight. If I can clear my mind, I'll sleep tonight.

I want so bad to write a victory. I want to be overwhelmed. What if I decide to fuck this fear and choose sleep and ignore insanity. Sleep naive. Those bombs drop so far away. I want so bad to write a victory.

I'm anxious, and I don't have the answers. I'm singing this loud in desperation. I'm restless and I don't have the answers. If I clear my mind I'll get a good sleep tonight. I'm tired, I'm restless, my voice is hoarse and useless. I'm searching for the answers, in history. The only answers I see in history, they scare the shit out of me. Should I run, what if I fall? I may never know, I'll never know if we're alone. So anxious. Should I run, what if I fall? I may never know if we're alone.
I'm fucking tired of being unsure and I'm pacing on my bedroom floor. Trying to find the words, I'm feeling anxious. Trying to find the words, so goddamn anxious. I cut meter and hopeless lines. It's a fighting song, a real triumphant one. That I have yet to write; to get a good sleep tonight. If I can clear my mind, I'll sleep tonight. I want so bad to write a victory. I want to be overwhelmed. What if I decide to fuck this fear and choose sleep and ignore insanity. Sleep naive. Those bombs drop so far away. I want so bad to write a victory. I'm anxious, and I don't have the answers. I'm singing this loud in desperation. I'm restless and I don't have the answers. If I clear my mind I'll get a good sleep tonight. I'm tired, I'm restless, my voice is hoarse and useless. I'm searching for the answers, in history. The only answers I see in history, they scare the shit out of me. Should I run, what if I fall? I may never know, I'll never know if we're alone. So anxious. Should I run, what if I fall? I may never know if we're alone.