Last chance at dying young Last love, I was never enough Stand cold, and cast your stones Drink, dry lip, lighting up Stargazers, I don't give a fuck It's all on hold from here What comes easy to me is shit Open your doors, just let me in Fuck it, I'll sleep on the floor, in the cold A place doesn't make you who you are Fuck fate. Bring your own drinks back to the bar The whole world is waiting Let the wounds start to mend Let them heal, let it begin And let love follow for where you've been Let it be what it needs to be Dress nice for the casualties Let love look for you where you'll be The world's still waiting You're young, then you're old, then you die