It's not too late to come by my house
Even though the sun is coming out
Because I'm still up, it's what I do
When I'm all alone, I think of you
I want you to know
What you do to me
I want you to understand that
Where we are is not the unpromised land
Your mother hoped you'd never find
Your father tried his best but lied
I know your heart is young and wild
And full of fire and fury tonight
Those freaks you dig
