Paroles: We Are Scientists. With Love and Squalor. This Scene Is Dead.

The scene is dead but I'm still restless
An hour or so until the last call I guess
I shouldn't even be here much less
Drinking myself into excess

I'm not going home till I'm done

Well, go on get gone, go on and get gone
Go on, you can't go home
The night is young, I'm blacking out
But it's been fun

Well, everything's another excuse
To keep from doing what I want to do
Look, I would really love to kiss you
But I guess I'm in no condition

I'm not going home with no one

Well, go on get gone, go on and get gone
Go on, you can't go home
The night is young, I'm blacking out
But it's been fun

I said, that's it
I'm not going home with no one
I'm not going home with no one
I'm not going home with no one

Well, go on get gone, go on and get gone
Go on, you can't go home
The night is young, I'm blacking out
But it's been fun

You can't go home
The night is young, I'm blacking out
But it's been fun

You can't go home
The night is young, I'm blacking out
But it's been