late nights turn into early mornings
behind each smile lies a story
there's shattered dreams and broken trust
secret love and hidden lust
each look must have a meaning
never sleeping always dreaming
we are always trying to forget the past
so tip your hat or raise your glass
to promises and fate
to life's irony you love to hate
always trying to leave and escape
but never knowing why
those drunken words were just a lie
but they painted such a pretty future
if you'd do anything not to lose her
then maybe it's best to show it
you're missing out and you don't even know it
but we all just laugh it off tonight
as these drinks make the future fade from sight
if it never came i think it'd be alright
so we stay awake into the morning light
and wish time didn't exist at all
if we don't fall asleep
we don't have to wake up
to those pretty things we'll never keep
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