Texty: This Is A Standoff. Be Disappointed. Go With Me.

You stood there waiting in line,
you're here with all of your friends.
You've got a pulsating stare and one you'll happily send.
And when you staring this way, I just can't tell it's to me.
You looked ahead up to wave and then I finally see.

A silver bottle spilled out on the table.
A light all over you is brushed in red,
and what I'm seeing almost stops me playing.
We're not guilty, we're not guilty now, we're not guilty now.

If something's keeping you here don't go with me,
but that open road is calling.
If nothing's holding you back then go with me, go with me.
I've got to leave because our dreams are slowly fading away,
and that life keeps me from falling.
It's all around me and the doors are closing.
Enough of this, alright, we've got to say our goodbyes.

I get my face off the floor, somebody look at the time.
I just can't take any more,
I think it's quarter to nine,
we've got ten hours to drive and we'll be going all day,
and maybe when we'll arrive
I'll hear just one of us say
the doors are opening get off the table.
And say what's wrong with you. We're on in five.
And what I'm seeing almost stops me playing, we're not guilty now.

If something's keeping you here don't go with me,
but that open road is calling.
If nothing's holding you back then go with me, go with me.
I've got to leave because our dreams are slowly fading away,
and that life keeps me from falling.
It's all around me and the doors are closing.
Enough of this, alright, we've got to say our goodbyes.

If something's keeping you here don't go with me,
but that open road is calling.
If nothing's holding you back then go with me, go with me.
I've got to leave because our dreams are slowly fading away,
and that life keeps me from falling.
It's all around me and the doors are closing.
Enough of this, alright, we've got to say [x3] our goodbyes