So cash in all your chips tonight baby, cuz were going out of style.
We could leave this city, if only for a while.
Well take this feeling to our graves
For every heart that we betrayed.
No one can know about this.
The only place ill ever call home, is my deathbed.I know were so wrong, but it feels so right.
And its not a party, if it happens every night.
I'm running on empty, your running out of luck.
So lets ditch this city, before we sober up
Songwriters
Kean Matthew, Malia Lee David, Nicholls Matthew Stephen, Sykes Oliver Scott, Ward Curtis Paul LeePublished by
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