I don't remember were we wild and young. All that's faded into memory. I feel like somebody I don't know. Are we really who we used to be. Am I really who I was. The lights will draw you in. And the dark will bring you down. And the night will break your heart. Only if you're lucky now. Waiting outside while you find your keys. Like bags of trash in the blackening snow. City of neon and toes that freeze. We got nothing and nowhere to go. We got nothing and nowhere. And the lights will draw you in. And the dark will take you down. And the night will break your heart. Only if you're lucky now. If the lights draw you in. And the dark can take you down. Then love can mend your heart. But only if you're lucky now. Heeey.... I don't remember were we wild and young. All that's faded into memory. I feel like somebody I don't know. Are we really who we used to be. Am I really who I was