The Party Scene lyrics

Luck loves me not tonight, I'm running out...
This four leaf clover's all but useless now.
I've got four wheels that say I'm not alone tonight,
I'm always looking for a joy ride through the,
brightest part of this town.

Break out, break out,
as we escape through the windows,
head for the car, and never look back, singing-singing,
"Break out, break out,

Inquisitive and thoughtful,
she was the challenge he'd been waiting for;
a reminder that creativity runs deep like secrets.
Dark eyed dreamers; they were a dangerous pair,
Q next to U scribbled out on paper...
They stop / They go / They're done.

Go back to the place we knew before / retrace our steps to the basement door,
I'll ask you if the rain still makes you smile,

They've had chances to make this big city seem so small,
under stage lights, in rooms packed from window to wall,
like the sound of a smile, or the distance of a song,
only measured in time as the kids sing along.

They are
the ones who make a difference,
get these people on their feet.
They say let us be heard.
Hear us out.

Can you hear the crowd is calling,

Front page of the magazine said,
"Don't believe a word you read, I'm just telling lies - Just telling lies..."
Fall short this time of goals you rose to meet that night,
Don't worry yourselves - worry yourselves,
We can carry ourselves - carry ourselves..

How does it feel to wake up knowing that you're playing on something
that could have been nothing but a sad, sad song,

Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye - it could be for the last time and it's not right.
"Don't let yourself get in over your head," he said.
Alone and far from home we'll find you...

Dead - Like a candle you burned out;
spill the wax over the spaces left in place of angry words.
Scream - To be heard, like you needed any more attention;
throw the bottle, break the door, and disappear.

Think about it 'till anticipation makes you shake and we both lose control.
Put the pedal to the floor, lay the seat back, lock the doors,
we're gonna make this worth our while.
It's getting harder to breathe...

"Jealous hearts will leave us all in ruins,"
that's what we'll say as we hide out from our friends, hear the message once again,
"Lets get this right."

Get me out of this place, before I cause more damage,
a small price to pay for building houses out of matchsticks;
and when things get too hot, you've got me to blame for,
every fire that breaks out in every lover's name, so...

...Don't forget, we've got unfinished business,
stories yet to unfold,
tales that must be retold,

Lipstick has a way of leaving more than just a mark on my sheets,
coloring my senses cherry red; at least for this week...
Kisses under starry night skies, talked about in song,
we play along, so bitter sweet by our design.
I'm sick and tired of writing songs about you,
This is it, this is the end...

Take off your makeup and put down the camera,
choke on the drama that makes me want to,

I have seen millions of faces,
ever-unchanging; content with redundancy,
I'm not the same way;
searching for change in directions that I want to go.

Take a breath, let it out slow,
Seasons change with the break of a lifetime,
Remind me again why we thought twice about it,
We've got ambition like you've got restraint so,

Smile like you don't give a damn about the consequence,

You spin your words like a record in motion,
step into the party, step out a commotion,
with stars in your eyes,
and with fire at your fingertips,
burn down this city and everyone in it,
singing, "Oh, we are the dancers!"

Show me the skyline and I'll show you decadence,
a subtle reminder of hearts filled with loneliness,
give me your worst words and I'll bring the sticks and stones,