Lights Out - We Are The In Crowd

I’ve been keeping track of everything

Notes and maps of where I’ve been

Somehow I’ve always found

A way to sleep through unfamiliar sounds

I lost myself in FM airwaves

And found a way to keep my mind straight

I’m living well, at least in my head

And letting go of what you said

Everybody come a little bit closer

Everybody sing a little bit louder

We run this town tonight

So keep your fingers crossed

Hide them behind your back

I’ll hold my breath

And let you fill the room

With smoke and mirrors things look clearer

Just don’t panic

So chase your words with your tongue

'Cause you can’t avoid me now

I lost track of the little things

The cliques at home and the guilt they bring

Somehow I figured out

How well you keep your secrets now

I guess I’ll keep it on the tip of my tongue

Another verse that won’t be sung

Is bitterness supposed to taste this sweet to me?

Oh, lights out Poughkeepsie

You’ll be just fine without me

Tell me the stories when I get home