Each Night (Boys’ Shorts Remix)

Lights are dim, and it's cold outside

I walk the backstreets to the interstate line, and I'm home

Table is set, but the candles burned down

Through the window, I see the heat of your breath dance around

It's 10 a.m. when I open my eyes

The pillow's still warm, but you're gone

It's no surprise

Dress drenched in light lays still on the floor

The tears that you shed have all dried up

You got no more

Each night is a late night

And I'm running the red lights

Each night is a late night

And I'm running the red lights