Night,
Feels better than day.
But you can't find a reason,
a reason to stay,
stay in this town,
anymore.
time has been good to you,
but you're stuck with the feeling,
you still got something to prove,
gotta leave this town,
in the morning.
Cause you're staying up late,
sharing your soul with strangers,
and the very next day,
got nothing to show.
And the poison you drink,
oh it leaves you feeling thirsty,
and the smoke in your lungs,
seems deeper than you know.
Now wash,
your sins off with a cloth.
The cloth has gotten tethered,
from wondering thoughts,
gotta leave this town,
in the morning.
And steam,
seeps from your lips,
as you sing into the cold ache,
you start to miss,
the taste of his kiss
once again.
Cause you're staying up late,
sharing your soul with strangers,
and the very next day,
got nothing to show.
And the poison you drink,
oh it leaves you feeling thirsty,
and the smoke in your lungs,
seems deeper than you know.
Cause you're staying up late,
sharing your soul with strangers,
and the very next day,
got nothing to show.
And the poison you drink,
oh it leaves you feeling thirsty,
and the smoke in your lungs,
seems deeper than you know.
The night,
feels better than day.
You can't find a reason,
a reason to stay,
stay in thistown,
anymore.

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