, and never look back Singing, singing Break out, break out Our time has come and we've got These big city dreams Put up or shut up, we're not wasting time
This is it, this is the end Take off your makeup and put down the camera Choke on the drama that makes me want To-to-to tear up the pictures, the pages
we've come to love You taught us to move, so we'll show it off Just drop us the beat Here's to the fast times, the times we felt alive To all the nights
So don't forget, we've got unfinished business Stories yet to unfold, tales that must be retold And I regret not knowing when to put an end to all this
Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye It could be for the last time and it's not right "Don't let yourself get in over your head", he said "Alone and far from
car, and never look back, singing-singing, "Break out, break out, Our time has come and we've got these big city dreams." Put up or shut up, we're not wasting time
breaks what she gets, get out while you can or she'll tear you to pieces / "Are you having a good time sweetheart?" Take off your makeup, put down the
I still hear the rain, These images that fill my head, Now keep my fingers from making mistakes, Tell my voice what it takes, To speak up, Speak up, and
've come to love, you taught us to move, so we'll show it off, just drop us the beat... Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive; to all the
... ...Don't forget, we've got unfinished business, stories yet to unfold, tales that must be retold, and I regret not knowing when to put an end to all
: Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye - it could be for the last time and it's not right. "Don't let yourself get in over your head," he said. Alone and
picture, and stop waiting up... When it all comes down, to a sunrise on the east side, will you be there to carry home, the remains of my wasted youth, this wasted time
said, "I still hear the rain." These images have filled my head Now keep my fingers from making mistakes Tell my voice what it takes to speak up, speak up
so... ...Don't forget, we've got unfinished business, stories yet to unfold, tales that must be retold, and I regret not knowing when to put an end to all
Make it a sweet, sweet goodbye - it could be for the last time and it's not right. "Don't let yourself get in over your head," he said. Alone and far
she breaks what she gets, get out while you can or she'll tear you to pieces / "Are you having a good time sweetheart?" Take off your makeup, put down