I guess it as bad as it sounds. We wore the like a crown, as a to remember things don't heat up the sun goes down. between the heat of passing cars, well got ugly from the start. We saved some from some crimes and use it all to the scars. Let the story Mike stayed miles away, things weren't any better at his place. Over bonds and broken pores, with hearts and solid boards. Traversed the to fade the memories, closed it up and the doors. So close but still to crash the calm only one night so what's the harm? This apartment is no haven than home. Let's the floors, come tomorrow all be gone. I always dreamed but never thought that of us sifting through the ash would be the end result of too a cost. We placed the call to to him burned us down. The more I say things out loud, the the words just twist around. So find it strange men with principles have a way of accumulating debts with ages. Replace the fiction while the story the scene. We're thinking it's too to ask for while the ignite the dream. We're sinking and they're to jettison the hopeful. I fear it's I hoped for. I it and if so it's real And it's my ship to with. It could be the of summer heat, of July or enemies. Bad wiring, bad timing. It be the weight of gravity. It could be a story no one will ever believe. It be a million things but please, right now we only need a to sleep. So close but haloed to crash the calm. It's one night so what's the harm. Come sunrise those won't keep you warm. It's up to you I could be here I could be things don't heat up until the sun down.