Bright Lights and Cityscapes sing and play along

Hold my breath and I'll count to ten.

I'm the paper and you're the pen.

You fill me in;

you are permanent.

Then you leave me to dry.

I'm the writer and she's the muse;

I'm the one that you always choose.

She will falter and gift her blame.

And it starts all over

again, again, again, again, again.

She is bright lights

and cityscapes

and white lies

and cavalcades.

And she'll take all you ever have,

but I'm gonna love you.

You say maybe it'll last this time,

but I'm gonna love you.

You never have to ask.

I'm gonna love you till you start looking back.

I'm gonna love you so right,

I wouldn't need a second chance.

Mm.

Ay, yi, yi, yi,

ooh.

Shield your eyes from the truth at hand.

Tell me why it'll be good again.

All those demons are closing in,

and I don't want you to burn.

Never mind what I said before.

I don't want any less anymore.

You are carbon and I am flame.

I will rise and you will

remain

for bright lights

and cityscapes

and landslides

and masquerades.

And she'll take all you ever have,

but I'm gonna love you.

You say maybe it'll last this time,

but I'm gonna love you.

You never have to ask.

I'm gonna love you till you start looking back.

Ooh.

Ah, ooh.

I wouldn't need a second chance.

(I wouldn't need a second I wouldn't need a second chance.

I wouldn't need a second I wouldn't need a second chance.

I wouldn't need a second I wouldn't need a second chance.