And I need, to get out tonight
Pour it, in my half-empty glass
Wise is the night
Forget all of your problems
I'm not afraid to be myself
We're all so dead inside you know
I'll try to make this night more special
In the end, they're all the same
I've seen a lot of strange things
You remind me of them
I've seen a lot of strange girls
You remind me of one
I've seen a lot of strangers
Are you one of them
And I need, to get out tonight
Pour it, in my half-empty glass