Plaque on the wall says that no one's slept here It's rare to come upon a bridge that has not been around Or been stepped on Whatever the notions we laced in our prayers The man upstairs is used to all of this noise I'm through with screaming And echoes

They're waiting for the sun to go down You've got bones in your closet You've got ghosts in your town Ain't no doubt, dear, They're gonna come out You can't hide from your demons Feel them all lurking around You're runnin' scared cause You know they're

And it's fine by me She only loves me when the lights are off, lights are off She only loves me when the sun is down, sun is down She only loves me when no one's around, one's around But I'm like use me baby, anyway you want I wish you were mine in the

You were one of those classic ones You're a legend in my own mind My middle name Traveling around this sun You were one of those classic ones, yeah I wish she knew you Now everybody knows

Scream your lungs out You don't have to wait forever It's the next disaster Await for laughter Save all your prayers I think we're lost today There's no morning after No one's around to blame So say goodbye to the world

Never let them tell you no Turn up your sound Stand up, twirl down No one's around Never let 'em tell you no Stand by the beach And let's get warm by the fire I had started this camp Because I had the desire to spread good vibes

We can collide, we can collide Crash into me When you're in unfamiliar places Count on me through life's changes At full speed I know you're the one, yeah I'll pick you up when you're down Be there when no one's around I'm in tune with how you feel

You will never come close to how I feel You will never come close to how I feel Cracks in the pavement underneath my shoe I care less and less about and less about you No one else around to look at me So I can look at my shadow as much as I please All

Releasing souls An invitation to clairvoyance It's hard to stand around and watch while they ignore us She is dumped on Used as an ashtray At the expense of an organized association I see the stones in the path we laid It's a question of tomorrow We like

The skin that you're in is all soft now And your bones are dry as ice What you sitting round here for and why is that Cos everybody's pushing out babies now In the mornings I was getting high with you Well I thought I'd see you around but you're dead now