Watching everybody leaving I tell myself Looks can be deceiving But I’m hoping that I’m not dead right There’s after hours afterlife And I’m not prepared to die in style tonight Tried to follow you out but I didn’t know who you’d be leading on And you might think people don’t live through being dead […]
And if you close the door The night can last forever Leave the wine glass out And drink a toast to never Oh, someday i know someone will look into my eyes and say Hello Hello Your my very special one But if you close the door We’ll never have to see the day again
Chorus (after hours it was cool x8) Q-tip: Ten after one i think i’ll hop the horse Downtown late of three of course Just came from fishing couldn’t get a catch Downtown they’ll probably have a batch A whitened sandwich and again it stopped But with the bail though i had a bout So i […]