A Lot Like Vegas


So cash in all your chips tonight baby
Cause were going out of style
We could leave this city, if only for a while
We'll take this feeling to our graves
For every heart that we betrayed
No one can know about this
Well take this feeling to our graves
For every heart that we betrayed
No one can know about this

The only place I'll ever call home, is my deathbed

I know we're so wrong
But it feels so right
And it's not a party,
If it happens every night
I'm running on empty,
Your running out of luck
So lets ditch this city,
Before we sober up







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