Late night conversations fuel your   Obscure observations and your   Thoughts of getting away    From this town      Bad luck or fate   I’ll let you decide   At Least I can say to you I’ve tried      Just one more chance to say goodbye   Just one more shot at knowing why,    Why you cant stay here   Take after take we shoot this scene   But it’s never right and this was never your dream   So wake up, wake up, my darling, and go now…      City lights spell patterns and   we both know what’s the matter   so, why bother waiting?    Let’s do this now      Say it to my face.