You spent all your life
Between the neon sings
Waiting for sunrise
While your hands are tired
Waiting for a sing
You keep your head up high

You better take smoe lessons
On how to count your blessings
If you ever wanna change

Now you’re drowing in a whiskey sour
You always lose it in the golden hour
In the golden hour
Add a shot of light pollution
And a spoonful of confusion
In the golden hour

You spent half the night
Waiting for low tide
Trying to get it right


You better take smoe lessons
On how to count your blessings
If you ever wanna change

Now you’re drowing in a whiskey sour
You always lose it in the golden hour
In the golden hour
Add a shot of light pollution
And a spoonful of confusion
In the golden hour