Standing in a world with a streetlight sun
I don't keep my sneakers white
All I really got is a name and a buck
To get me to another life
And I wonder what you're doing tonight.

I burn the house down
And I leave it behind
I didn't need the money but the money was nice
I need a countdown
When the fire is high
Sitting on the curb and it's hot tonight.

Two a.m. is bright from this side of the street
Tomorrow seems a year away
Sitting by the fire and I saved you a seat
You're not keeping track of days
And I wonder what you're doing tonight.

I burn the house down
By the end of the night
My pocket's full of nothing and it's keeping me light
I need a countdown
When the fire is high
Sitting on the curb and it's hot tonight.

Drinking in the park
Staring at the stars like a satellite dish
I had a good time
And I'm ready to die.

Nothing is enough to anyone else
I wait until they pass me by
Standing in a world with a streetlight sun
Watch me slipping out of sight
And I wonder what you're doing tonight.

I burn the house down
By the end of the night
I didn't need the money but the money was nice
I need a countdown
As I'm watching it die
Sitting on the curb and it's hot tonight.

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Writer(s): DAVE MONKS, TIMOTHY PAGNOTTA