We used to ask where the power came from, and when it would go out
What would we do when it got dark? Hold candles to our doubts,
On the first day of school, you stopped holding my hand
The day the streets opened wide, stole my letters, talked you out and inside
But you love the nightlife, always a new shade of blue
The Swiss army jackknife, it never seemed to suit you
Whoa
So I found someone else to ask my questions to
With eyes like candles on the wall, a flash of cobalt blue
He wasn’t quite like you, until he ran away
I left my coat by the stairs, you didn’t notice, I had nothing to say
But you love the nightlife, always a new shade of blue
The Swiss army jackknife, it never seemed to suit you
Whoa
Was it too dull for you? Was it too dull for you?
I would’ve carved these brittle bones,
F C-Dm
But you love the nightlife, always a new shade of blue
The Swiss army jackknife, it never seemed to suit you
Whoa
(Whoa) You love the nightlife
(Whoa) You love the nightlife
(Whoa) You love the nightlife
(Oooo)
But will it ever love you?