It's been so long,
Neither of us are feeling moderately lucky,
A mutual exchange,
It's like we just keep holding on for the last train home,

We stayed out too late again,
My mind is buzzing, and my head is aching,
Well you held my hand,
And I held you hair.

[CHORUS]
When we get back home we go running into our rooms,
We shut the door, and we sing the night away, to ourselves, we say it's all okay.
And when we're back home with our backs up against the door,
We keep on hoping that we won't have to talk, it's another aftershock.

It's the same old song,
Except the lyrics are dancing around in new directions,
I counted back from ten,
Except I realized it wasn't long since we late ate,

at the restaurant by the pier,
No conversation, and I keep thinkin,
How I held you back,
And you held me dear.

[CHORUS]
When we get back home we go running into our rooms,
We shut the door, and we sing the night away, to ourselves, we say it's all okay.
And when we're back home with our backs up against the door,
We keep on hoping that we won't have to talk, it's another aftershock.

An empty glass, I just keep pouring from this flask, it's like
I ask a million questions, just not the ones that I should ask.
Taking turns, all these lessons that I've learned, keep on
giving second changes, and we keep on getting burned.

[CHORUS]
When we get back home we go running into our rooms,
We shut the door, and we sing the night away, to ourselves, we say it's all okay.
And when we're back home with our backs up against the door,
We keep on hoping that we won't have to talk, it's another aftershock.