Nightlife

Lyrics for Nightlife

Why was I the one to find you When it all came falling down? Is there a meaning in the feeling That you've been holding in 'til now? We're in a town they call a waste of time We found a quiet little space outside I'm only sitting here to listen So tell me what you know Good neighbors die here every day Our lives are ending in their special ways Yours will too Mine will too Yeah, the moon gives free reflected light To all the homeless people every night Sometimes less Sometimes more So how come we wait forever to say what we need a nightlife for? Why were you the one to find me? I had nothing else to do Can't forget the things you told me So I'll try and sing a word for you Good neighbors die here every day Our lives are ending in their special ways Yours will too Yeah, mine will too Yeah, the moon gives free reflected light To all the homeless people every night Sometimes less Sometimes more So how come we wait forever to say what we need a nightlife for? I'm done thinking about it Have fun, I'll see you around And I hope you mean it when you say goodbye I'm done thinking about it Have fun, I'll see you around And I hope you mean it when you say goodbye I'm done thinking about it Have fun, I'll see you around And I hope you mean it when you say goodbye I'm done thinking about it (could be the best time) Have fun, I'll see you around (could be the last time) And I hope you mean it when you say goodbye (I could never see mine) I'm done thinking about it (it's the best time) Have fun, I'll see you around (could be the right time) And I hope you mean it when you say goodbye (you know it's my time) (I could never see mine) I'm done thinking about it (it's the right time) Have fun, I'll see you around (could be the best time) And I hope you mean it when you say goodbye (maybe the last time) (I can never see mine) I used to wish things could be different I used to wish things could be different I used to wish things could be different I used to wish things could be different I used to wish things could be different I used to wish things... Our American story is ancient and known In pursuing our pride, we abandon our own Forsaken a dream, we live a lost cause While bodies of children lie covered in gauze So what are you doing, what dream do you have? What lack are you seeking, what hope can outlast? This night is unfolding, this all will end soon If you know where to find it, you can stare at the moon