So what, you've got a lot of nerve, don't you?
Wrapped up in a silhouette of light.
I think I heard you say "The world is ending."
Guess not, 'cause we're both still alive.
Do you remember when September was living?
Yeah, the heart of life was still good to go.
No one could touch us. We were living a dream,
and we liked our music acoustic, pretty, and slow.
I'm through trying to like the lightning.
Something's gone, but finally I can see.
You might be my last chance at a good thing.
You might be my last chance at a good thing.
Bring back the way they looked at us
when we picked up guitars and learned to cuss.
This is our year, we can do what we want.
Making history no one will see in a parking lot.
I'm through trying to like the lightning.
Something's gone, but finally I can see.
You might be my last chance at a good thing.
You might be my last chance...
Sometimes I make a list of the things I don't get right,
a complicated dream of the scenes my mind made up.
Did you lie when you said you missed me?
Let's all drop this wish somehow.
I'll be fine, I promise.
I'm through trying to like the lightning.
Something's gone, but finally I can see
you're a good thing.
(...through trying to like the lightning)
(I'm through trying to like the lightning)
You're a good thing.
(I'm through trying to like the lightning)
(You might be my last chance)
You're a good thing.
You might be my last chance at a good thing.
Yeah, you might be my last chance.