Transfixed to details in the ceiling
Won't dissolve the feeling
You're not out there


Haunts you to believe it
When they tell you that meeting people's easy

But you won't dare

One more night

You know that you owe yourself at least just that
One more night
You know that you owe yourself at least just that


Faint strange lights
Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight


Highway glare, nearly there
But cold fronts and frigid stares

Oh, keep you from there

Ba!@&(t bliss, the blindside kiss

And shyness you'd rather miss
Oh, but you're too scared


One more night
You know that you owe yourself at least just that
One more night

You know that you owe yourself at least just that

Faint strange lights

Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight