This night here is perfect for getting lost
Perfect for taking off
Look at the sky I’m surpised you would ask me,
to tell you why

This night here is perfect for going wrong
Trust me I know them well
I can’t remember the last time that I did
the right thing

This night here is perfect for telling lies
Look through the devil’s eyes
What do you see when you’re looking at me
Has anything changed?

This night here is perfect for giving up
Walking from everyone
Enemy, friend, and all those who pretend that
They love you

This night here is perfect for getting drunk
Finding the boats we sunk
And heading down there just to send up a prayer
to the living above

This man here should never be listened to
Don’t do what he says to do
Else you will end up as miserably lost
as he happens to be

This night here is perfect for trading sins
You can be what I’ve been
Half way between misery and serene nights
of something like hope