Midnight,
Lock all the doors.
Keep playin' that song all day.
Just the sound of the traffic--
Drone of you switching lanes.
San Diego,
Hard Rock Hotel.
Wondering why I came.
I said, "I'll try not to think of you if you say you don't feel the same."
Oh, you're reluctant because you know I leave you nothing to see.
I'll be self-destructed when your beautiful corruption touches me.
Feels like the end of the world,
Right in this Newport town.
Oh, I should've kept quiet.
Yeah, I should've shut my stupid mouth.
The long table, the boomerang
Travelin' way down South,
And it's ironic because it's probably the last time that you see me around.
Oh, you're reluctant because you know I leave you nothing to see.
Oh yeah.
I'll be self-destructed when your beautiful corruption touches me.