Transfixed to details in the ceiling
Won't dissolve the feeling, you're not out there
Haunts you to believe it when they tell you
That meeting people's easy but you won't dare
One more night, you know that you owe yourself at least just that
One more night, you know that you owe yourself at least just that
Faint strange lights, echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight
Highway glare nearly there
But cold fronts and frigid stares, oh, keep you from there
Basement bliss, the blindside kiss
And shyness you'd rather miss, oh, but you're too scared
One more night, you know that you owe yourself at least just that
One more night, you know that you owe yourself at least just that
Faint strange lights, echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight
