Why do I always seem to wait To say what I gotta see? Well, I'm thinking it through As I walk back to you I left my car back at the bar I couldn't make it very far But it gives me some time To come up with some lies There's a glow At the end of my road And it guides me home I'm half awake, but on my feet And a half a moon lit up our street In the mist, I tripped and fell Blacking out under your spell Hidden lenses catch it all As I recover from my fall Take me in, and keep me warm Fuck the state, fuck this storm There's a glow At the end of my road And it guides mе home There's a glow At thе end of my road And it guides me home Baby, watch out! State got the streets (oh oh oh oh) And they'd rather kill than face defeat (oh oh) Why do I always seem to wait To say what I gotta see? Thinking it through As I walk back to you Only you make me daydream At 3 in the fucking morning There's a glow At the end of my road And it guides me home There's a glow At the end of my road And it guides me home It guides me home