Red Lights - Neon Hitch

Gotta be honest, yeah, broke a lot of promises

Gonna hurt someone when we came from, where I come from

My district of misfits and freak shows and clowns

An alleyway of memories you’d wanna leave behind

At the gala

With Mr. Sinatra

In love with the gangster I think that I am

Tomorrow we running from coppers

Let’s empty our pockets

Right now while we can

I let these red lights turn to blue lights

I can see white lights when I’m with you

And all these sirens burn up these cool nights

We just see white lights when I’m with you

Two criminals in Bombay with a rickshaw for a getaway

At the airport, when they search you, we cover up our tattoos

‘Cause he wooed me then flown me to a foreign land

Dad, I know that you judge me, but he is my man

At the gala

With Mr. Sinatra

In love with the gangster I think that I am

Tomorrow we running from coppers

Let’s empty our pockets

Right now while we can

I let these red lights turn to blue lights

I can see white lights when I’m with you

And all these sirens burn up these cool nights

I just see white lights when I’m with you

I let these red lights turn to blue lights

I can see white lights when I’m with you

And all these sirens burn up these cool nights

I just see white lights when I’m with you