there's nothing left, so wait for sundown
light your last smoke and breath in deep
sit on the truth and watch the damage
unfold around you and kill you dreams
is this what you want?
it's getting late, so plan your great escape
somewhere out there waits redemption
you once saw so clear
pack your bags, walk to the station
it's becoming clear
on every street, in every face see
all that you could never be
the dark and sadness fall all around you
until it's all that you can see
is this what you want?
it's getting late, so make your great escape
it's getting late, so make your great escape
can you remember?
is this all that you're meant for?
do you remember
or are you still waiting?
or are you still waiting?
