If I'm the Most Famous Boy You've Fucked, Then Honey, Yr in Trouble

Well I guess she's got her claws in you

Your shirt's all stained with blood

At least those talons held you up and over so you understood;

It never was the clubs you chose, the lines they let you cut

Let the gossip kids go fuck themselves

It's all they'll ever get

I guess its going to be a wasteland now you're gone

I want to be sat in parks with girls in sunglasses and cocktails

I want the casual confidence grown through knowing your own streets

So close your eyes

(Burnt out on the bright lights)

This is Berlin, this is NYC

(Again!)

Oh close your eyes

(I get burnt out on the bright lights)

And tonight is all we have

But this... this is your summer

I want to get so displaced I don't notice that the scenery's shifting

Let the dusk cast shadows and shadows cast spells in your own streets

So close your eyes

(Burnt out on the bright lights)

This is Cape Town, this is Tokyo

(Again!)

Yeah close your eyes

(I get burnt out on the bright lights)

And tonight is all we have

You know how jealous exes get, you never stood a chance

Your old friends talk about it, they're convinced that it was planned

For all your blushing sentiment, they'll never understand:

You take the chance to get out while you can