Transfixed to details in the ceiling
 Won't dissolve the feeling
 You're not out there

 Haunts you to believe it
 When they tell you that meeting people's easy
 But you won't dare

 One more night
 You know that you owe yourself at least just that
 One more night
 You know that you owe yourself at least just that

 Faint strange lights
 Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight

 Highway glare, nearly there
 But cold fronts and frigid stares
 Oh, keep you from there

 Basement bliss, the blindside kiss
 And shyness you'd rather miss
 Oh, but you're too scared

 One more night
 You know that you owe yourself at least just that
 One more night
 You know that you owe yourself at least just that

 Faint strange lights
 Echo in the outskirts of your mind tonight