From The Hot Strobe Lights And The Spiked Punch
Bliss And The Long Walks Home In The Dark
We′ll Miss Nobody Teaches You How To Reminisce Nobody
Teaches You To Hurt Like This Then We
Slide Into The Arms Of Someone Else Yeah, We
Slide Into The Arms Of Someone Else No
More Coked Up, Broke, Nocturnal Kids Was That Ever
Even Us? Do We Know What We Missed? Nobody
Teaches You How To Win Big Nobody Said There's
No Reverse On This Then We Slide Into
The Arms Of Someone Else Yeah, We Slide Into
The Arms Of Someone Else In Disguise We Get
A Little Better At Controlling Ourselves Around Midnight Then
We Slide Into The Arms Of Someone Else
Nobody Wants To, Nobody Wants To Nobody Wants To,
Nobody Wants To Nobody Wants To Wake Up Alone
Then We Slide Into The Arms Of Someone
Else Then We Slide Into The Arms Of Someone
Else In Disguise We Get A Little Better At
Controlling Ourselves Around Midnight But Then We Slide Into
The Arms Of Some, Someone Else The Weight
Of The World Is Love Under The Burden Of
Solitude Under The Burden Of Dissatisfaction The Weight, The
Weight We Carry Is Love And So Must Rest
In The Arms Of Love At Last Must Rest
In The Arms Of Love