I scratched my name into the table,
The knife and phone just fucking lay there,
I orchestrate a day of routine elements,
These letters are so old and faded,

And in the end we'll burn in history,
I'll take a chance and fall in love tonight,
I'm lost and found,
So lost again,
I wonder as I'm wandering,
(I don't worry when I'm wandering)

I used to paint myself with sentiment,
Now all my colors always turn to grey,
I spent the night out on the wire again,
I wasn't looking for a savior,

Great lake, I don't need a great escape,
Tonight, I've got this city on my side,
And in the end we'll burn in history,
I could fall in love with her tonight,
I'm lost and found,
So lost again,
Nothing to do but keep on wandering,

We can live with our mistakes,
Yeah, all my friends are going out tonight,
And I can't sit here, just waiting for another day to die,

Fuck all this ancient history...