Night Games

Run Run Run
There's no room for your loose lips
Tonight
Playing kick the can
At the Anderson’s
Round 9
Come by
Ronnie Wilson
Will be there
We can play some Truth or Dare
We all know you’ve kissed
Every boy in town
Give me all your tips and tricks
Seeing you're not invited
Maybe next time you’ll be
Picky not vile
Picky not vile
Picky not vile
Talk Talk Talk
All it is or was
Speak now
You vowed
We were kids
Telling fibs
Scared as hell to grow
Excel
Farewell
Dirty secrets
Citywide
But we still can’t look inside
All grown up
Just on the playground of life
Close your eyes
Count to ten
Standing five foot eleven
Scared as hell
And still just picky and vile
Picky and vile
Picky and vile
I've searched with nothing found
Just “Night Games"
To us now
Careless with our minds
Selfish old mankind
What do we do
What do we do
What do we do
What do we do
Night Games
What do we do
Night Games
What do we do
Night Games
What do we do
Night Games