So Wrong, It's Right lyrics

Come one, come all
You're just in time
To witness my first breakdown
Cause there's a mile gone
For every minute passed
When I'm stuck in this town

I've got a bone to pick with you, Mr. DJ
The traffic and the sound
Is just as bad as it is in LA

So go on and lock me up
You better throw away that key
Before I find out where you broadcast from
Because your play list is killing me

When're you gonna give it up?
You're giving me such a rush
Come on, Holly
Would you turn me on?

You are the taste of something sweet
And I'm tangled in the sheets
You left a small track down my back
So chain me up, I'm in too deep
Too much of you is never enough

When're you gonna give it up?
You're giving me such a rush
Come on, Holly
Would you turn me on?
Just another pretty face

The time on the clock reads half past four
Im wide awake and thinking
With my pillow on the floor

Then maybe Im just wasting my time dreaming
In a harsh reality
I dont wanna wake up just to find out
That its the same

Let It Roll
Our time is fleeting
So we take control
From California to my home sweet home
Our days repeating like its all we know
Its all we know

You've got me poppin' champagne
I'm at it again
Caught up in the moment
But not in the right way
I'm falling in between
Tearing up at the seams
We're just aiming to please
And aesthetics don't hurt one bit

So follow me down
Take this all the way
Any way you want to

Why don't you say so?
I think I'm caught in between
The nights and days fly by
When I'm lost on the streets

He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes
Starting making his way past 2 in the morning
He hasn't been sober for days

Leaning now into the breeze
Remembering Sunday, he falls to his knees
They had breakfast together
But two eggs don't last
Like the feeling of what he needs

Now this place is familiar to him
She pulled on his hand with a devilish grin

Hips sway and lips lie
Like clockwork, she's in control
Of all the right guys
And I'm still waiting

Fitted hats and car alarms
In her high-tops with her favorite song
She's showing off the way she walks
It's on

Take me, show me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
The corners of your empty room
The trouble we could get in to
Just fake it for me
(Whoa oh, whoa oh)
Disregard the footsteps

Caught in a cold sweat
Stuck splitting hairs and drinking too much
I'm on my way to striking out
Go to sleep with the pressure of everyone watching and waiting
They're yours for the taking, but I still have my doubts

Before you ask which way to go, remember where you've been

Stay awake, get a grip and get out
You're safe from the weight of the world just sank

Well, you're a long walk from my street
And I'm dying in this summer heat
I hope like hell you're waiting, waiting

Everybody's living like they're crazy in love
I'm a dizzy mess, and everything is so above me
From the floor I found the life I lead today

Well, they can take, take, take the kids from the summer
But they'll never, never, never take the summer from me

Show us off to all your friends
We're the trophy boys from here to with and when
We make and break your dreams up
Keeping us a secret
We're the pitpocket believers
We're the locals who went postal
Call it treason while you can

I'm just a face for every picture
A smile for your scrapbooks
And a story to be told
But I'm loving every second
So commemorate this hour

Tonight, we lie awake
Remember how the coffee made us shake on those long drives?
One more long night

Another seven days
Heartbeat racing
The interstate, my home tonight
For one more long night
I'm sure as hell the happiest I've ever been

We get high, we let go
We've got more than we know
My friends are a different breed
My friends are

There's a ghost in this room