Last night,
a room full, drunk,
sang along to the songs i never had
the courage to write.
given the chance
i'd stay in this chorus forever,
where everything ugly in this world
is sadly beautiful
in our desperate memories.
no, we're not
gonna call everyone on their shit tonight,
even though the half of you won't even smile
the next time we pass on the street.
maybe somehow
this scam will still save us all...
Still save us all...
still save us all.
still save us all...
(will save us all.)
still save us all.
Then i saw you
dancing at a punk rock show
and for a moment
we walked the streets that everyone else
had given up to 4 am,
'cause promises
and spray paint marking
everywhere we went
and every direction
only going as far
as we let it.
there's so many things
we try to do truthfully.
by the time it's through with us,
it all falls apart.
maybe somehow
this scam will still save us all.
Still save us all...
(will save us all.)
still save us all.
still save us all...
(will save us all.)
still save us all.