The night is alive, it´s loud, and I´m drunk Kissing the mic and singing about us The songs that I make, I barely rehearse them They´re hardly mistakes, they´re meant to be honest
I´m way out of tune, turned up to eleven Floating around this noisy heaven Most of the words get stuck in my mouth But I mean all the ones that punch their way out Our heads are blurry Our hearts are sharp things I bet on you To make me nervous To stay dangerous Good love is not safe