As I stagger up the stairs, they scream and yell at me from comfortable chairsnAnd I hate to seem impolite but I honestly think they could talk all fucking nightnnI take this headache as a sign I take back this roof and I take all this winenand I'll take your hand if you take mine cause I need you tonightnncause you were made for thisnyes you were made for thisngive me your brand new shining eyes to kissnhere in the outer limitsnnI ask the roof for words of size, I ask you for the look of sunrise in your eyesnturn your face to the night, where the constellations never take us by surprisennthe sound of starlight fills our ears, under a full moon, over a couple beersnbut we needn't hold ourselves here, cause it's not as bad as you fearnnand you were made for thisnyes you were made for thisngive me your brand new shining eyes to kissnhere in the outer limitsnnNow that I have you alone, tell me again why you ain't going home nCause you need self respect and I need a loannand I'd hate to see you just become another poem againnncause baby this will never endnI like your head, I like your pinnSo how's it going to endnnIf you were made for thisnIf you were made for thisngive me your brand new shining eyes to kissnhere in the outer limitsn