[Intro] The night is thinning at the edges Rain ticks hard at the windowpane Your hand stays warm on my shoulder Like we both know better than to explain [Verse 1] The corner store is closing early Your coat is damp from down the block We stand too close by the doorway Like we forgot the rules we’ve got The radio’s low in the kitchen Some old song slipping through the hiss There’s trouble folded into the quiet And I don’t want to call it quits [Verse 2] The sheets are messy from the evening Your laugh still hanging in the air A cigarette burns down between us Like neither one of us can care No clean escape across the pillow No easy version we can sell Just that reckless little pull We know too well [Pre-Chorus] Maybe this is what the night is A bad idea in a thin white shirt A little danger at the edges And I don’t want it to work [Chorus] After the last cigarette Stay close enough to wreck my plans Let the quiet take its turn And leave us where we understand After the last cigarette There’s nowhere else I’d rather fall You’re the bad thing I can’t quit And I love you through it all [Verse 3] Your fingers circle my wrist now Like you’re checking for a pulse Outside, the bus goes by on schedule Inside, we keep it just enough The room has turned to something softer Blue from the streetlamp on the blind I know this can’t go on forever Still I want a little more of your time [Verse 4] You reach for your phone, then stop And let it face down on the bed A tired smile breaks across your mouth Like a dare neither one of us has said We trade that look we always trade The one that says this won’t be neat Some nights arrive with bad intentions And still they feel complete [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] If this is where the line gets crossed Let it cross and don’t look back Some things are only true in secret Some things only live in that Outside, the rain keeps at the glass The room goes quiet, full of you If we’re going down for this I’d rather go down with you [Pre-Chorus] Maybe this is what the night is A bad idea in a thin white shirt A little danger at the edges And I don’t want it to work [Final Chorus] After the last cigarette Stay close enough to wreck my plans Let the quiet take its turn And leave us where we understand After the last cigarette There’s nowhere else I’d rather fall You’re the bad thing I can’t quit And I love you through it all [Outro] The room goes still The night moves on Your breathing slows I hold on One last ember Then nothing left Except the heat After the last cigarette
