Transfixed to details in the ceiling 
Won't dissolve the feeling 
You're not out there 
Haunts you to believe it 
When they tell you that meeting people's easy 
But you won't dare 
One more night 
You know that you owe yourself at least just that 
One more night 
You know that you owe yourself at least just that 
Faint strange lights 
Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight 
Highway glare, nearly there 
But cold fronts and frigid stares 
Oh, keep you from there 
Basement bliss, the blindside kiss 
And shyness you'd rather miss 
Oh, but you're too scared 
One more night 
You know that you owe yourself at least just that 
One more night 
You know that you owe yourself at least just that 
Faint strange lights 
Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight