Tony, your life's not over,
but you've given up all you lived for.
Put the bottle down and fix the thing you ran from.
Do you say what you really mean?
Are you really how you're perceived to be?
If the lights go out tomorrow,would you know?

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I don't wanna call your family and tell them to build a coffin,
because their oldest son just overdosed on pills.
You've got a red glare in your eyes,
and the sky outside your door's a blacker blue.
I hate to see what's become of you.

Tony, it's just a stick in the spokes.
It's not too late for you to find your way home,
because your friends are still here,
and your family's where you left them.
So put on a clear head and try it out for a ride,
because you're better than this and you can better your life.
You can't choose your father,
we're suffering together.

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You're getting closer to the end of your rope.
I never thought you'd let yourself get so cold.
But lately I've been thinking about the things I said to you,
and now I need to prove that
I didn't mean it when I said, that you were dead to me.
You mean the world to me.

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When the streetlights
Come on the pooling night
Is levied aside
And pressed in twilight
Against our two rooms
I'll see you tonight

The pavement is aching
Cicadas are crying
The wine colored air
Breathing thoughts
Through your hair
Breezing to me
Leading me there

I come alive
As the shadows parade
My hot summer blood
Comes and floods and it waves
Curbside confessions
No longer afraid
Of what you'll say

And I find you
Twilit beyond all the cars
The driveways they sleep
But streetlights will keep
Watch over me
They flicker like stars

And now all the secrets
Carefully kept inside
Run the streets rad
Our chemicals spread
Washing us through
Making you mine

I come alive
As the shadows parade
My hot summer blood
Comes and floods and it waves
Curbside confessions
No longer afraid
Of what you'll say

Now there no words
Only the glow in our wires
And so we will be
You turn slow to me
Our lips at the sun
The hills are on fire
Oh

I come alive
As the shadows parade
My hot summer blood
Comes and floods and it waves
Curbside confessions
No longer afraid
Of what you'll say
Of what you'll say