Just wanted to know if I could go home You've kept me here far too long I've stood in the drunken downpour While you berate me with your stubborn core
I miss all my friends and the ones that let me in There's ink missing from my timid pen Yet here you are to offer it back up Right when the chaos erupts
And here we go again With our sparks and our ends Are we dancing for ourselves when the lights cave in Or can we even distinguish the love we began with Its just for us and all that we extinguish