Lost nights
Varied versions of a goodbye
Separated by a single line
Wasted
Finger on your tongue, I’m tasteless
Are all my things still in your basement
You'll never see 'em, no, you, you, you’ll never
If your eyes stay closed, if your eyes stay closed
You, you'll never see 'em, no, you, you, you’ll never
If your minds on hold, if your minds on hold
Stranger nights
Aimless eyes
Their empty love feels vile to me
Guess I was wrong when I thought I needed this
Stranger nights
I’m waking up in a foreign situation
Apologetically abrasive
Doesn’t make sense
I’m riled up
These Sunday mornings start to pile up
Ooh, I thought these days were made for wild love
Whoa, oh
You'll never see 'em, no, you, you, you’ll never
If your eyes stay closed, if your eyes stay closed
You, you'll never see 'em, no, you, you, you’ll never
If your minds on hold, if your minds on hold
Stranger nights
Aimless eyes
Their empty love feels vile to me
Guess I was wrong when I thought I needed this
Stranger nights
Stranger nights
Aimless eyes
Stranger nights
Aimless eyes
Their empty love feels vile to me
Guess I was wrong when I thought I needed this
Stranger nights
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