Beneath the covers in our cheap disguises

In the dead of night we belong

Deep in the shadows of the streets of hope

We won't give up what we have won

Oh won't you shoot out lights

Shout out the light before dawn

...

The search parties with their razor lights

Could never capture our wicked love

They look for reason in their cold cathedrals

It's so far from where we have run

Oh won't you shoot out lights

Shout out the light before dawn

...

Beneath the covers in our cheap disguises

In the dead of night we belong

Beautiful losers in the ghetto fire

Villains kept alive in their songs

Oh won't you shoot out lights

Shout out the light before dawn

...