Flicked the lighter, candle stares,
Another circle scratched in air.
Crowd’s too loud to hear my age,
But the ice in my drink reads every page.
Ashtray full of old regrets,
Boots still wet from chasing bets.
Laughed too hard, slept too fast,
A year gone down like a dirty glass.
Some call this livin’,
Some call it a curse –
I call it a fuckin’ blessing
Wearing a hearse.
Raise it up, break it down,
We’re not here for quiet nights.
Cut the brakes, tear this town –
We’ve got hours before the lights.
Every scar earned, every bruise sweet,
Born to fall, born to cheat the heat.
This ain’t rebirth, it’s a goddamn turn –
One more night,
Another year to burn.
Phones dead, shoes wrecked,
Wallet’s somewhere I won’t check.
Got a smear of lipstick, don’t know her name,
But she danced like she knew my shame.
Smoke curled `round my busted laugh,
Tasted tequila and something dark.
Told myself I’d take it slow –
Then kissed the moon and let it go.
Every weekend’s borrowed time,
But this one’s carved in flame and grime.
No tomorrow in the mirror’s face –
Just tonight, and the whiskey’s grace.
Candles melt, friends fade,
The shot glass don’t lie,
And neither do the bones.
You get older, you get meaner,
But nights like this –
You remember you’re alive.
Raise it up. break it down.
No shame in dirty lights.
Cut the brakes. spin it `round –
We were made for fuckin’ nights.
Every scar earned, every bruise sweet,
Dare me again, I’ll get off my knees.
No clean slates, just things we learn –
One more night,
Another year to burn.
Blow out the candle.
Make no wish.
We made it here.
And that’s the gift.