Intro (Lighter flicks three times.) "You got a light?" "I've got commitment issues." --- Verse 1 Outside the club Everyone suddenly became philosophers. The smoking area Had better conversations Than the dance floor. You borrowed my lighter. Never gave it back. I considered Calling the police. It felt excessive. --- Pre-Chorus Three in the morning. Eight new best friends. Nobody remembers How the sentence ends. --- Chorus Two cigarettes, one lighter. That's usually how it starts. One bad idea. Two fake names. Three temporarily honest hearts. Two cigarettes, one lighter. The night's still young enough to lie. The sunrise hasn't signed in yet. We've still got time. --- Verse 2 A girl called Chloe Asked if I'd seen her boyfriend. I said, "I've seen three of them." She nodded. "That narrows it down." A bloke wearing sequins Offered everyone cocaine Like he was handing out Business cards. Surprisingly effective. --- Instrumental Break (A driving synth bass takes over. Guitars slash across the beat while gang vocals chant: "Light it! Light it!") --- Verse 3 Someone found MDMA Inside an empty cigarette packet. Nobody admitted It belonged to them. The bouncer walked past, Looked directly at us, Then decided Paperwork Could wait until tomorrow. Professional courtesy. --- Bridge You said, "I think we're making memories." I said, "I think we're making witnesses." --- Final Chorus Two cigarettes, one lighter. The taxi's waiting outside. Nobody wants to leave first. Nobody wants to decide. Two cigarettes, one lighter. The night's almost through. You can keep the lighter. I'll probably See you again Next Friday. --- Outro (The lighter clicks shut. Club bass fades into the distance.) "You never got my name." ... "You never asked."
