No Typical Thursday Night - The Downtown Fiction

Can’t you see I’m intrigued, by the way, that you speak

The words come out like pinball machines

You’re clever with your metaphors, burn me with your wit

I bet you think the pain you feel, is hidden by your grit

I’m sure you’ve made a few mistakes

Which anyone was bound to make

But you’re not to blame, it’s part of the game, I just wanna know your name, so I don’t care if we just met

I’ll kiss you, no regret

I’ve played it safe one too many times before

Why look up to the sky when all the stars are in your eye?

No typical Thursday night

All the states look the same, passing by on the train

The faces of a losing campaign

But I don’t wanna be the one who crashes all their dreams

And I don’t wanna be the one who says all of those things

I’m sure you’ve heard this one before

Your hand gets shut between the door

But you’re not to blame, it’s part of the game

I just wanna know your name, so I don’t care if we just met

I’ll kiss you, no regret

I’ve played it safe one too many times before

Why look up to the sky when all the stars are in your eye?

We’re searching for reasons why

Those things we never said

Those things we never did

They’ll come right back to haunt you

One chance you’ll never undo

Why stop to watch the time, when our last chance is flying by?

No typical Thursday night