5AM

We run into a dark room
 And we spasm to the sounds
 Of a copy of Morrissey
 ♪
 Or the blues of the Deep South
 And the drugs will only hide it
 ♪
 The feeling never really goes
 And we won't find love at the bottom
 Of a glassy hole
 ♪
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass
 ♪
 And we've got work in the morning
 ♪
 But it's nearly 5 a.m.
 ♪
 Is this really what we envisaged?
 We won't be 21 again
 And in the haze you see colors
 And problems suddenly make sense
 But the way you've been going
 You'll be in an early grave
 
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass
 
 We run into a dark room
 And we spasm to the sounds
 Of a copy of Morrissey
 ♪
 Or the blues of the Deep South
 And the drugs will only hide it
 ♪
 The feeling never really goes
 And we won't find love at the bottom
 Of a glassy hole
 ♪
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass
 ♪
 And we've got work in the morning
 ♪
 But it's nearly 5 a.m.
 ♪
 Is this really what we envisaged?
 We won't be 21 again
 And in the haze you see colors
 And problems suddenly make sense
 But the way you've been going
 You'll be in an early grave
 
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass
 
 We run into a dark room
 And we spasm to the sounds
 Of a copy of Morrissey
 ♪
 Or the blues of the Deep South
 And the drugs will only hide it
 ♪
 The feeling never really goes
 And we won't find love at the bottom
 Of a glassy hole
 ♪
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass
 ♪
 And we've got work in the morning
 ♪
 But it's nearly 5 a.m.
 ♪
 Is this really what we envisaged?
 We won't be 21 again
 And in the haze you see colors
 And problems suddenly make sense
 But the way you've been going
 You'll be in an early grave
 
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass
 
 We run into a dark room
 And we spasm to the sounds
 Of a copy of Morrissey
 ♪
 Or the blues of the Deep South
 And the drugs will only hide it
 ♪
 The feeling never really goes
 And we won't find love at the bottom
 Of a glassy hole
 ♪
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass
 ♪
 And we've got work in the morning
 ♪
 But it's nearly 5 a.m.
 ♪
 Is this really what we envisaged?
 We won't be 21 again
 And in the haze you see colors
 And problems suddenly make sense
 But the way you've been going
 You'll be in an early grave
 
 And you don't know what you've got until it's gone
 And you don't know who to love until you're lost
 And you don't know how to feel until the moment's passed
 I wish you'd live like you're made of glass