Beneath the covers in our cheap disguises
In the dead of night we belong
Deep in the shadows of the streets of hope
We won’t give up what we have won
Oh won’t you shoot out lights
Shout out the light before dawn
The search parties with their razor lights
Could never capture our wicked love
They look for reason in their cold cathedrals
It’s so far from where we have run
Oh won’t you shoot out lights
Shout out the light before dawn
Beneath the covers in our cheap disguises
In the dead of night we belong
Beautiful losers in the ghetto fire
Villains kept alive in their songs
Oh won’t you shoot out lights
Shout out the light before dawn