Texty: Good With Grenades. Memories.

It's 4pm and I'm fading
I punch out like gunshots fired
I'm at the door and race the clock for light
Chasing down what's keeping me awake at night

Clean up then go out for a while
Twilight, it tastes like fire
I tune out then turn up the stereo
So we can celebrate to something we know

(your thighs are shakin, I'm hysterical)

This is the moment
Close your eyes
Let's feel it up
Just hold on tight
Set your values of
Self respect aside
Let's make memories tonight

Caught up in a finest hour
Sparks fly as we catch our breath
As I can see, we haven't lost our touch
I'd tell you how I feel
But it wouldn't mean much

Man on a mission
The true definition of passion
Let's shake the earth
I wanna see you move
I could only imagine

(let's curse the sun and get down)

This is the moment
Close your eyes
Let's feel it out 
Just hold on tight
Set your values of
Self respect aside
Let's make memories tonight


You've got me over the edge
And you're screaming
And baby, you're all of
What I've been dreaming
Lock up the doors
And kiss your ass goodbye
Let's make memories tonight

Let's make this worth the while
Put your heart in my hands 
As our senses flare
These two hearts unite
I swear I'll treat you right

(2x)
This is the moment
Close your eyes
Let's feel it out
Just hold on tight
Set your values of
Self respect aside
Let's make memories tonight

You've got me over the edge
And you're screaming
And baby, you're all of
What I've been dreaming
Lock up the doors
And kiss your ass goodbye
Let's make memories tonight

Pass this charade to the right
Just turn off the lights
Let's make memories tonight

Lock up the doors 
And kiss your ass goodbye
Let's make memories tonight