Here's To Things Gone Wrong - Crime In Stereo

With nitroglycerine dripping off our chins

And elbows sliding off the bar

We speak and breathe and charm our way

Under trains and between cars

I’m drinking whatever you’re buying

If you’ve got enough left to see it through

I say we soak ourselves to the bone

I’m not going home unless it’s with you

Kickstart the night

And drown the world facedown in a loud song

Let’s start a fire

And let the scorned drink to things gone wrong

We won’t appreciate these days until they’re all gone

We never recognize what’s right

So here’s to thing gone wrong

I need some kind of savior to pull me from this seat

From the people, from the smell, from the price, from the heat

From the way they purchase hope with their last of change

While they try to look different

But they’re all the same

I got one more song left on the jukebox

And then I’m all yours

I got two left feet so tired of standing

Let’s hit the door before we hit the floor

Kickstart the night

And drown the world facedown in a loud song

Let’s start a fire

And let the scorned drink to things gone wrong

We won’t appreciate these days until they’re all gone

We never recognize what’s right

So here’s to thing gone wrong

I’m not going anywhere where they know me, anytime, anymore

Sidestep the misspent souls from high school

I spent years learning to ignore

And the masses of throbbing kids in tight t-shirts packed into this bar

All praying for half an hour of romance

All half lucky they made it this far

So with a night two years in the making

And a half a mind to run as fast as I can

Amidst a life spent going crazy

Come and save me from inside my head

Kickstart the night

And drown the world facedown in a loud song

Let’s start a fire

And let the scorned drink to things gone wrong

We won’t appreciate these days until they’re all gone

We never recognize what’s right

So here’s to thing gone wrong

Kickstart the night

And drown the world facedown in a loud song

Let’s start a fire

And let the scorned drink to things gone wrong

We won’t appreciate these days until they’re all gone

We never recognize what’s right