At that time of the night when streetlights throw crosses

Through window frames, paranoia roams where the shadows reign

Oh, at that time of the night

At that time of the night your senses tangled in some new perfume

Criticism triggers of a loaded room. At that time of the night



So if you ask me how do I feel inside

I could honestly tell you we've been taken on a very long ride

And if my owners let me have some free time some day

With all good intention I would probably run away

Clutching the short straw



At that time of the night when questions rally in an open mind

Summon all your answers with an ice cube chime

At that time of the night.



At that time of the night

Pretend you're off the hook with the telephone

Your confidence wounded in a free fire zone,

Oh, at that time of the night



So if you ask me where do I go from here,

My next destination isn't even really that clear.

So if you join me and get on your knees and pray,

I'll show you salvation we'll take the alternative way

Clutching the short straw



If I had enough money I'd buy a round for that boy over there

A companion in my madness in the mirror the one with the silvery hair.

And if some kind soul could please pick up my tab

And while they're at it if they could pick up my broken heart....