Texty: Panic! At the Disco. Turn Off The Lights.

I got so sick of being on my own
Now the devil won't leave me alone
It's almost like I found a friend
Who's in it for the bitter end

Our consciences
Are always so much heavier than our egos
I set my expectations high
So nothing ever comes out right

So shoot a star on a boulevard tonight
I think I'll figure it out
With a little more time
But who needs time

Turn off the lights, turn off the lights
Turn on the charm for me tonight.
I got my heavy heart to hold me down
Once it falls apart, my head's in the clouds
So I'm taking every chance I got
Like the man I know I'm not

So sick of wasting all my time

How in God's name did I survive
I need a little sympathy
Disarm my insecurities

Our consciences
Are always so much heavier than our egos
I set my expectations high
So nothing ever comes out right

So shoot a star on a boulevard tonight
I think I'll figure it out
With a little more time
But who needs time

Turn off the lights, turn off the lights
Turn on the charm for me tonight.
I got my heavy heart to hold me down
Once it falls apart,my head's in the clouds
So i'm taking every chance I got
Like the man i know I'm not