Some nights I stay up
Cashing in my bad luck
Some nights, I call it a draw
Some nights
I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off
But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for, oh
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know anymore
Oh-oh, oh whoa-oh
Oh whoa-oh
Oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh whoa-oh
Oh whoa-oh
Oh-oh
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