Faked our deaths. Lit a match. Closed the door
Waited for the flash. Greyhound Station, we paid in cash
Miss Lazarus, we're coming back
They say it's darkest before the dawn
We've been in this town for far too long
They say it's darkest before the dawn
We're moving on. We're moving on. We're moving on
Sunset. No regrets. First chance last dance
Stuck in the middle
Even bad girls know good love
You taste so sweet it hurts a little
Make our home. Where we stand
One suitcase and half a plan
Follow the wolves and sing along
Past the voices to the Song