Testo: Danny Malone. While We're Still Here. Town Of Ghosts.

Well I?m a sitting on the curb of this dirty street
It?s 4am and you?re sitting right next to me, holding my arm
And we?ve been sitting here since quarter past nine
And it?s too damn cold for you to be crying about me, so please hold on
Cuz I just don?t want to miss you when you?re gone

Well now I?ve been staying up way too late
And this liquor is making my head hurt
Well I?m so tired I can hardly stand up straight
Well I?m too tired to sing these sad words
But it helps to take away this pain

Cuz now I?m all out of words and holding your hand don?t seem to make it better
And so I play these cards cuz girl I just ran out of words to put together
Well I don?t mean to leave you here alone
But it?s getting late and you really should go home
Cuz I?m all out of words

Well now the city seems so lonely tonight
It feels like a town of ghosts
So so cold
And you are here right by my side but I?d rather be home
Where at least I don?t feel quite so alone

Cuz now I?m all out of words and holding your hand don?t seem to make it better
Silence only makes this worse cuz girl I just ran out of words to put together
Well I don?t mean to leave you here to cry
But its getting late on this lonely lonely night
Cuz I?m all out of words
I said I?m all out of words

Well I?m a sitting on a curb of this dirty street
It?s 6am and sky is turning red
Well I said that I?d run out of words
But there was probably one more thing I should have said
But its too late now and I should get home to bed

(Thanks to Sean for these lyrics)