Ask you again my friend, are you content at night
Walk alone, streetlights, I don't mind the rain it's kind of nice
Tell me again my friend do you fear what you might find, I'm fighting irony, ain't it kinda funny
A damn thing, I can't tell you a thing, I don't know a thing, oh where to begin?
She's got bangs, and he's got a voice for radio, that worked out pretty well, I will note
Ask you again my friend, are you content at night, walk alone, streetlights
I don't mind the rain it's kind of nice
Tell me again my friend do you fear what you might find, I'm fighting certainty, ain't it kinda funny
Now I've been shown, I understand but do not know, it maybe better left alone
So what is sure, is the ending worth the hurt, it should be like this in some way it's what I deserve
Explain again my friend, how can you sleep at night
One should toss and turn and shake just at the sight
Can't spell need without end, I can tell from what you said
By lurking in the shadows you're condemned to the gallows of life