Lights Out

When the lights are out
Will you turn them on?
When the fight is out
Will you stay or will you go?
Who will call you at your lowest
When you're going through hell
You can hope that they will help
But you should bet on yourself
And when the lights are out
Will you turn them on?
When the fight is out
Will you stay or will you go?
Who will call you at your lowest
When you're going through hell
You can hope that they will help
But you should bet on yourself

I have a song named "fake"
But let's talk about fakeness
You can smile in my face
Extending your hand for me to shake
But you don't even know
What my name is
Oh, you don't remember? Ah, what a shame
I remember that you are a Spurs supporter
And your first daughter is Jane
Your dad passed away last summer
And he left you this beautiful chain that you're wearing
(Man, that's insane)
Nah, that's how it should be
Paying attention to what people say, if you listen you learn and
You won't be the same, that's a good deal
That's a good will
Next thought you always have is how you should kill
The conversation, be the ghost
Not thinking about me and how I would feel
After your death how my soul and my mind could heal
And should deal with the loss, right?
Well, I'm used to holding tight
Many times I've heard them saying 'ole vait'
Until I looked at them and they're gone for the night
I'm not a letter from the Statistikaamet
So why did you choose to ignore me
Stalking my stories
But when I'm saying hello you pretend like you don't even know me

When the lights are out
Will you turn them on?
When the fight is out
Will you stay or will you go?
Who will call you at your lowest
When you're going through hell
You can hope that they will help
But you should bet on yourself
When the lights are out
Will you turn them on?
When the fight is out
Will you stay or will you go?
Who will call you at your lowest
When you're going through hell
You can hope that they will help
But you should bet on yourself