could be strangers in the nightWe could be passing

Mr. Cage ManLet me get a fresh breathCherry bomb,

I'm broken, maybe I'm wrongI could've spoken sooner

waking up to ash and dustI wipe my brow

to hear my voiceYou can leave, now it's your

took a walk on a Saturday nightFog in the

1: Dan want a girl with the right allocationsWho

that star up in the skyI'm that mountain peak up

Whoa, oh, ohWhoa, oh, ohWhoa, oh, ohWhoaI'm waking up to ash

two, and three, and wishin' that someone would

1: Ashley dig my hole, you build a wallI

friends look at me like I'm crazyYour friends telling you

eyes, only diamondsOne look, cut me openBlue knives, western

{Verse}(Look out for yourself)I wake up to the sounds of the

‘em live, let ‘em inLet em live, I won't

you hold my place?When the lights go downWill you

pulls her hair out of her face, she says

hangin' out a night todayDon't you worry, it'll be

my hipsThey seem to shake a bit, a golden

comes the morning, fill me with colorWelcomes are changing with