There's a harvest each Saturday night

At the bars filled with perfume and hitching a ride

A place you can stand for one night and get gone

It's clear this conversation ain't doing a thing

Cause these boys only listen to me when I sing

And I don't feel like singing tonight

All the same songs

CHORUS

Here in these deep city lights

Girl could get lost tonight

I'm finding every reason to be gone

There's nothing here to hold on to

Could I hold you?

The situation's always the same

You got your wolves in their clothes whispering Hollywood's name

Stealing gold from the silver they see

But it's not me

CHORUS

Calling out somebody save me I feel like I'm fading away

Calling out somebody save me I feel like I'm fading...

I'm fading

CHORUS