I've learned a thing or two.
There is a romance in the after hours.
Drinking all night with you.
Walking home under the shadows.
What's so wrong with my heart?
I told her that the evening is hard.
But here it goes running off again
Before we have the chance to part.
Tell me the ending.
I know it's written into all of your stories.
How can we change it?
And keep the best parts from becoming boring.
Nobody knows but you.
I told myself it wouldn't be true.
But now the sun's coming up and see
The daylight won't tell you to.
I don't want to know what you were thinking.
Don't let it show.
Tell me something good.
I'm sick of the stories.
I know that it could.
I don't wanna know the rules to your games.
I would rather play in silence.
I don't want to know what you were thinking.
Don't let it show.
Tell me something good.
I'm sick of the stories.
I know that it could.
I don't wanna know the rules to your games.
I would rather play it sideways.
If it's never gonna work out right.
I would rather play it sideways.