[Verse One] Club lights buzzing like a dying fly Sticker on my guitar says "never mind" Sound guy nods with a crooked grin Says we get one more song before they pull the mains in You got ink on your wrists from the stamp at the door Sweat halo shining on the cracked dance floor I can taste your name in the cheap red wine I do not want this night to turn back into my life [Pre-Chorus] Heartbeats kicking like a floor tom hit Every little look is another small risk If the sun comes up we pretend we are fine But right now we are legends in our own minds [Chorus] Last train, last train, we are not going home Ripped jeans, loud dreams, ringing in the phone Hands up, hands up, do not slow it down We are a cheap amp screaming on the edge of town Last train, last train, ride it off the rails If this is all we get, then we will never fail [Post-Chorus] (oh oh, oh oh, stay with me) (oh oh, oh oh, no sleep) [Verse Two] Merch box open like a treasure chest Twenty bucks folded in a sweaty vest You say the crowd was small but the noise was right "I saw one kid crying when you screamed the last line tonight" We drag cables through the alley rain Laugh when the taxi spells your name insane You ask if I am scared of the nine to five I say I am more afraid of never feeling this alive [Pre-Chorus 2] Heartbeats kicking like a floor tom hit Every little truth is another misfit If tomorrow calls, let it sit on hold This moment is the only song I want to know [Chorus] Last train, last train, we are not going home Ripped jeans, loud dreams, ringing in the phone Hands up, hands up, do not slow it down We are a cheap amp screaming on the edge of town Last train, last train, ride it off the rails If this is all we get, then we will never fail [Post-Chorus Vamp] (oh oh, oh oh, stay with me) (oh oh, oh oh, no sleep) (oh oh, oh oh, one more song) (oh oh, oh oh, all night long) [Bridge] Maybe we are broken, maybe we are wrong Maybe we are aging out of every song But when your voice cracks on that final note The whole room lifts like it forgot it was broke Street outside is empty, neon lost its fight But your eyes look louder than the Friday night [Final Chorus] Last train, last train, we are not going home Ripped jeans, loud dreams, calling from your phone Hands up, hands up, never tone it down We are a cheap amp screaming on the edge of town Last train, last train, ride it off the rails If this is all we get, then we already nailed it [Outro - Instrumental Tag] [guitars loop the chorus riff, drums drop to half time, bass holds root] [vocal hum doubling the hook melody, then fade]
