Testo: Capital Lights. This Is An Outrage. Outrage.

I'll take the blame for you for taking one
Chance away from me at getting over this
And what you were to me, your work is done.
I'm laughing, after all we're getting too old for this
And what a pretty night, what a pretty night...
You finally fit into my shoes,
I'm never dressed for the occasional
Invasion of surprises, I don't get surprised.
You think your secret's safe with you,
I'll catch it swinging through the grapevine.
It's time I let you go, and here's looking at you kid.
Your last word comes out slower than you thought it would.
It's all you ever wanted.

(Chorus)
You couldn't see me coming with the lights out,
You're gonna find out I'll leave you raining on your own parade.
Gung-ho you let your guard down, you're nothing but a write-out,
I'll leave you raining on your own parade.

I'm taking shame with you for taking too...
Too many years that could have lasted,
Now we'll never get back.
But tonight the moon will set the mood.
I'm a train routed off course
Just to keep on track and
What a petty crime, what a petty crime...
How could you be anything but greedy
When it's all that you know?
Give another try, give another try.
But if you're one for the money
Then you're too good to show on time.
I let you down. And here's looking at you kid.
Now that I found and caught you red-handed.
I'm the last man standing.

(Chorus) 2x

Yeah . . .

Take my goodbyes with love and meaningful lyrics.
I got you this time. I got you this time.
A closing line unannounced and breaking your spirits...
A curtain call cry. I got you this time. I got you this time.
It's happened all before with you, the one to call it short but
girl, when I say that it's over, then it's over for good.
We're nothing now but history.
I'll leave you reminiscing in a diary, regretting.
Paying dues.

(Chorus) 2x

You couldn't see me coming with the lights out,
You're gonna find that I'll take you out!
This is an outrage!
Gung-ho you let your guard down, you're nothing but a write-out,
I'll leave you raining on your own parade.

Yeah . . .
I'll leave you raining on your own parade . . .
Yeah . . .
The lights out, da da da . . .
Da da da da da da . . .
Da da da da da da . . .


(Thanks to Rikki for these lyrics)