Green light, seven eleven
You stop in for a pack of cigarettes
You don’t smoke
Don’t even want to
Hang out, check your change
Dressed up like a car crash
Wheels are turning but your upside-down
You say when he hits you
You don’t mind
Because when he hurts you,
You feel alive
Oh, is that what it is
Red lights, gray morning
You stumble out of a whole in the ground
A vampire or a victim
It depends on who’s around
You used to stay in to watch the adverse,
You could to lip-synch to the talk shows
And if you look, you look through me
And when you talk, it’s not to me
And when i touch you, you don’t feel a thing
If i could stay then a night would give you up
Stay and the day would keep its trust
Stay and the night would be alive
Far away, so close
Up with the static and the radio
With satellite, television
You can go any where
Miami, new orleans, london, belfast, and berlin
And if you listen i can call
And if you jump, you just might fall
And if you shout i’ll only hear you
If i could stay then a night would give you up
Stay and the day would keep its trust
Stay with the demons you drowned
Stay with the spirit i found
Stay and the night would be alive
Oh… oh… oh…oh
Three o’ clock in the morning
It’s quite and there’s no one around
Just a bang and a clatter
As angel rams the ground
Just a bang and a clatter
As angel hits the ground.