all I need is an excuse to stay here
all I want is to have no choice
but to keep on dancing on this open street
while I forget I have a name, I forget I have a name
how much ugliness can be added up
before it turns beautiful?
how much time can I waste before it's too late?
come to your senses little girl, come to your senses little girl
come down, come around, meet me in town
I am here, I'm still here
oh, it's been nice, but the night's getting old
maybe you should get home?
will you go the way you came, leaving me without a name?

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