Giving up is where we start Our mansion is a trailer park And I can feel it in my gut All of this ending will be tough I know what you're saying but I don't know what to do I'll admit I worry, we need you to pull through This can't be everything you are My identity, my struggle and my scars There's still a message, wack and blight I can see the marquee "Only a fortnight" ♪ All of our photos gather dust The poorman's painting, bumper-stickers rich in rust You don't have to reinvent the wheel or your world It doesn't have to be as precious as a pearl It's fundamental, simple and slight Still I can read the marquee "Only two nights" ♪ Accolades and souvenirs Yesterday's bold frontier Glimmering from past review The things we hold on to You fail to see the greatness in yourself as we all do A blinding flash of light is not the act that defines you The poetry for your shipmates drowning with their crew The world you translate from the wreckage, we cannot bear to lose We should always have something to look foward to It's all about the simple things, effortless and new Don't let the words define you "Only one night"