Last chance at dying young
Last love, I was never enough
Stand cold, and cast your stones


Drink, dry lip, lighting up
Stargazers, I don't give a $#&@

It's all on hold from here

What comes easy to me is %#@!

Open your doors, just let me in
$#&@ it, I'll sleep on the floor, in the cold


A place doesn't make you who you are
$#&@ fate. Bring your own drinks back to the bar
The whole world is waiting


Let the wounds start to mend
Let them heal, let it begin

And let love follow for where you've been
Let it be what it needs to be
Dress nice for the casualties

Let love look for you where you'll be

The world's still waiting

You're young, then you're old, then you die