Dean Richardson - Lights Out in a Midwest Suburb Lyrics

Lost days I'm gonna disappear
swirling around me it sure feels like fear
First chance and the walls are coming down
seems like a lack of control, a basic lack of control
Second chance, last one you gonna get
Don't think I'll see you around, wanna make a bet
Third chance, I didn't wanna go
Make me an offer please, I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so

My head aches all the time, it's on the line, It's not fine
Time to think
Time to think
There's an idea, a bad idea, an idea nonetheless
Hold my drink
Hold my drink.
Never made a close, it's a choice of a rose, I'll have one of those
It's all right
It's all right
Will the last one out do this little thing, a trifle, a trifle
Turn out the light
Turn out the light

First chance, enjoy it while it lasts
Major events are... happening fast
If it hurts, you're not trying hard enough
Play it long or play it in the rough
Second chance, you'll like it in the end
Faster than you think-I'm not your friend
Last chance, I didn't wanna go
Make me an offer please, I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so

My head aches all the time, on the line
Time to think
Time to think
I don't think there's ideas, a bad ideas, an idea nonetheless
Hold my drink
Hold my drink

Lost days I'm gonna disappear
swirling around me it sure feels like fear
First chance and the walls are coming down
seems like a lack of control, a lack of control
Second chance, last one you gonna get
Don't think I'll see you around, wanna make a bet
Third chance, I didn't wanna go
Make me an offer please, I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so
I didn't think so