And no one told me, that midnights on Lake street would keep us balanced while losing our values.
And there were wild-fits, we tore the apartment upside down
And there were moments, at midnight on lake street
We'd crowd the kitchen with our double vision
Because we had enough and there is salvation in the silence.
And I've been bad
And I've been good
And you've seen me at my worst.
I think it's time you got me out of your system
Quit playing the victim, it's overkill
And laced with song and dance
Laced with song and dance
With pomp and circumstance
With pomp and circumstance.
No one knew it, but midnights on Lake street were constant concepts With backwards progress
But it never failed, we showed up on Sunday morning
Feeling nervous, and hopeless and stranded
With double standards like nothing mattered
Like we had enough and there is salvation in the silence
I think it's time you got me out of your system
Quit playing the victim' it's overkill
And laced with song and dance
Laced with song and dance
With pomp and circumstance
With pomp and circumstance.
I think it's time you got me out of your system
And find all the wisdom to carry on
Without this song and dance
Without this song and dance
Without your second chance
Without your second chance.