[Intro] [Filtered, far away, one voice] Don't bring the lights up yet... [Verse 1] They're stacking chairs on tables, the coat check's handing back, security's being lovely about it lovely as a heart attack. The floor's a field of glitter where everybody was, and the smoke machine keeps breathing out of habit, out of love. [Pre-Chorus] [Build, filter opening] Don't bring the lights up yet: I hate what rooms look like when they're honest. Three more minutes of forever, babe then you can keep the rest. [Chorus] [Huge bright drop] Go out with me! One more big one, one more bright one, all the lights at once, then none. Go out with me! I was always gonna go out I just wanted to go out with you. Go out, go out, go out with me: if it's the last one, make it loud. [Verse 2] Everybody Irish-goodbyes, ghosts out the back, so polite. Not me, I want bows, a finale, I'm making a scene of the night. You're the one who locks up after, keeper of the keys and the quiet the playlist don't die with the party, honey: play it till it warps. Don't be polite about it. [Pre-Chorus] [Bigger build] Don't bring the lights up yet rooms get so honest, so fast. Three more minutes of forever, babe: you keep the rest. I'll keep the last. [Chorus] [Huge bright drop] Go out with me! One more big one, one more bright one, all the lights at once, then none. Go out with me! I was always gonna go out I just wanted to go out with you. Go out, go out, go out with me: if it's the last one, make it loud. [Bridge] [Strip to pads and heartbeat kick] Don't you dare call this wasted. Look up, that's not an ending, it's a finale. A firework that lasts is just a fire; I never wanted long. I wanted bright. Nobody holds a funeral for a firework: you hold your breath... then you hold each other. [Riser] [Shouted, one voice] Fuck polite, make a scene with me! [Final Chorus] [Biggest, everything at once] Go out with me! One more big one, one more bright one, all the lights at once, then none. Go out with me! I was always gonna go out I just wanted to go out with you. Go out, go out, go out with me: it's the last one. Make it loud. [Outro] [Music thins to room tone and lights-up hum] There they are. It's alright. Look at this place... somebody loved it. Hey, you can stop now. Good job. Good job.
