This night here is perfect for getting lost   Perfect for taking off   Look at the sky I'm surpised you would ask me,    to tell you why      This night here is perfect for going wrong   Trust me I know them well   I can't remember the last time that I did   the right thing      This night here is perfect for telling lies   Look through the devil's eyes   What do you see when you're looking at me    Has anything changed?      This night here is perfect for giving up   Walking from everyone   Enemy, friend, and all those who pretend that   They love you      This night here is perfect for getting drunk   Finding the boats we sunk   And heading down there just to send up a prayer   to the living above      This man here should never be listened to   Don't do what he says to do   Else you will end up as miserably lost   as he happens to be      This night here is perfect for trading sins   You can be what I've been   Half way between misery and serene nights   of something like hope