Green light, seven eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes,
You don't smoke, Don't even want to,

hey now, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
The wheels are turning but your upside down

You say when he hits you, You don't mind
Because when he hurts you, you feel alive
Oh, is that what it is


Red lights, gray morning
You stumble out on a whole in the ground

A vampire? or a victim? It depends on whose around
You used to stay up to watch the adverse,
You could to lip sing to the talk shows.

And if you look, you look through me,
And when you talked, its not to me
And when I touch you, you don't feel a thing


If I could stay, then a night would give you up
Stay, and the day would keep its trust

Stay, and the night would be alive
Far away, So close
Up with the static on the radio

With satellite, television
You can go any where
Miami, New Orleans, London, Belfast, and Berlin


And if you listen I can call
And if you jump, you just might fall

And if you shout I'll only hear you

If I could stay, then a night would give you up

Stay, and the day would keep its trust
Stay, with the demons you drowned
Stay, with the spirit I found

Stay, and the night would be alive.
Ohohohoh
Ohohohoh

Ohohohoh
Ohohohoh
Three o' clock in the morning

It's quiet and there's no one around.
Just a bang and a clatter,
As angel runs to ground.

Just a bang and a clatter,
As angel hits the ground.