Sleeves over your hands keep your fingers warm

You put over your head in a passing storm

Your body's bend over a dollar bill

Lit up by headlights at the window sill

I'm pouring gin into a coffee cup

Four in the morning in a fourth-floor walk-up

You said you got run out of Baton Rouge

Said people didn't like you as per usual

There's moments you can't dream of, you must send them home

Oh no

When the whole world is a ghost town

You're in a rush to nowhere

I'm someone who showed you something new

Didn't care 'bout where you're from or where you're going to

We're holed up for the winter in your room

The smell of cigarettes, whiskey, cheap perfume

You told me that you'd take this risk

You said that's what all we're worth on this spinning disk

What's so wrong with losing control?

When you're young you gotta lose it all

We were typecast converted that don't understand

Oh no

When the whole world is a ghost town

You're in a rush to nowhere ... with Violet

The smoke's so thick you can't see the moon

If there's a spirit world you'll get there soon

Tired of playing catch-up on that inner-city bus

The bank bought our house to sell it back to us

We're gonna make it honey, if we try

Don't fall apart with that look in your eye

What's so wrong with losing control?

When you're young you gotta lose it all

You can't go home to no one

I know that's not fair

Oh Darling

When the whole world is a ghost town

You're in a rush to nowhere

The whole world is a ghost town

You're in a rush to nowhere... with Violet (Violet)

With Violet

(Violet)

The smoke's so thick you can't see the moon

If there's a spirit world you'll get there soon

Tired of playing catch-up on that inner-city bus

The bank bought our house to sell it back to us

We're gonna make it honey, if we try

Don't fall apart with that look in your eye

What's so wrong with losing control?

When you're young you gotta lose it all