Montreal

I got the call
Began it all
In Montreal
In Montreal

You make my head spin
And my eyes tint
I'm not a Catholic
But please God let this be real

The Queen of Improvement
The King of Dilaudid
I'll be your servant
If you show me how to be free

The resident expert
In being an expert
Tell me your weakness
And I'll show you all of my strengths

Games in the basement
They hide underground
They're not rejects
They just don't know how to fit in
Montreal
In Montreal

I hate going home when the lights are still on
Me and you party 'til the crack of dawn
I moved to this city cause my life was so dull
I moved to this city cause my life wasn't full
I hate going home when the lights are still on
Montreal

I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
I hate going home when the lights are still on
Montreal



Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Osborne
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