The Blindside Kiss

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