Besedila: Pretty Girls Make Graves. A Certain Cemetery.

What do you do when your angels
Have all flown away?
There's an ache through my body
That won't go away

There's a picture that we took last fall
See there, you haven't aged at all
But, you have a smile, I haven't seen around
Lately, you're as dark as this town

And I know it seems like nothing changes
Days go by and we just age
Well, killing time can feel so right
In your bedroom without the lights

Let's get old together
Make promises and lie but never
Let this city get the best of us
Grow apart from the things we love

Make a wish with a coin in a fountain
They pound the floor when they say we're
Making too much noise in the apartment below
We've got no morning jobs to go to

Late night dreams and a whole lot of wishing
All the secrets that we're not telling
Cities sometimes blend together
And it feels we've been away forever

We should really only have one care
To get back to the room that we both share

So whisper and tell me where I went wrong
Tell me why everything around you lost it's shine
Why nothing glows?

Tell me why you're waiting
Or what you're waiting for
Never see when opportunity is at your door

Let's get out of this mess
No one will even know we left
No use in dwelling on the things you'll soon forget

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright

When this is over
Well, it's over
It's alright, it's alright, it's alright