Wait. its time to wake up

im sorry pretty baby, but you're not the girl who wins this war



last call on the dance floor: hold on, loose control, these all unfold

[well its about time i turned you on

well its about time i got your attention

well its about time you heard this sing

well its about time you took a listen] x2



remember 

when you stole the light

from this sin city

we came to bring it back

to paint it pretty

im a lush for love with a razorblade

you said everything you wanted to hear, but i never get to say

your reflection is forever in my broken heart

dont you see our love is kinda like art

back again



well its about time i turned you on

well its about time i got your attention

well its about time you heard this sing

well its about time you took a listen

[last call on the dance floor] x2



for you to walk right in and make me feel again



Wait. its time to wake up

im sorry pretty baby, but you're not the girl who wins this war



shes sitting there, 

with her long hair, 

trying to think of something to wear

she puts on makeup

her head is made up



out the door there she goes

kind of tired and she hopes

the night wont last long, but its so long



last call on the dance floor baby lets roll, into the stars tonight x3



i want to see the sunrise

waiting for your surprise

cannot believe my eyes

where have you been hiding out all this time x4