I don’t think it’s perfect but I hope that at least is sounds familiar. (Jane he’s a freak) (But so am I) (And we’ll always be freaks and we’ll never be like other people) (And you’ll never be a freak ’cause you’re just ... too perfect) Late nights and bloodshot eyes clock ticking half past five we’re barely breathing but we’re still alive. Go! Our plans are all laid out take all these unmarked roads we blaze the trails to places no one goes yeah! One last chance to go if I don’t leave tonight I never will let’s go! One last chance to go let’s take it now in for the kill In time we find ourselves back where we started from too weak to fight and much too tired to run yeah! Before you swallow me into your perfect life I’m not going out without a fight One last chance to go if I don’t leave tonight I never will let’s go! One last chance to go let’s take it now in for the kill (If I had to leave tonight would you come with me?) (What?) (If I had to go to New York and live tonight would you come with me?) But this blueprint’s faded grey and here it seems like just yesterday when we mapped out the details of our great escape But still these roads all beckon me to uncover their mystery but I fall like dead autumn leaves and let the jetstream carry me One last chance to go if I don’t leave tonight I never will let’s go! One last chance to go