Late night conversations fuel yournObscure observations and yournThoughts of getting away nFrom this townnnBad luck or fatenI’ll let you decidenAt Least I can say to you I’ve triednnJust one more chance to say goodbyenJust one more shot at knowing why, nWhy you cant stay herenTake after take we shoot this scenenBut it’s never right and this was never your dreamnSo wake up, wake up, my darling, and go now…nnCity lights spell patterns andnwe both know what’s the matternso, why bother waiting? nLet’s do this nownnSay it to my face.n