We're changing shape   We're running with wolves our shadows make on the shoulders of cold concrete   We're kicking up dust yet we still stay stagnant   Trespassing!   We're sucker punching our way out of promise rings   We're breaking ties and we're breaking strings   We've drawn a line between heaven and hell because sometimes I just can't tell      So save the night because our hopes will die in the daylights   This is the sound of breaking out and burning down our boarders.   We'll never be as young as we are tonight   Sincerely      We're fucking ourselves behind closed doors   It's all we're good for   We've spoke of love but we knew who meant it more      I've ran my course on a pale, pale horse and it's limbs are as brittle as the blues   Great!   We're renting ourselves hotel rooms for they would be the perfect tombs   As for me this bag of bones will get me home