Perfect

Don't you let your light filter in, I'll be alright
 By myself tonight
 War's on, settle in
 While my record-setters spin for the Guinness Book
 And damned near perfect we were
 On the spinning Earth
 Don't you pull the pin
 Keep it all from closing in
 On itself tonight
 Fool to bet your life
 Better wise than lucky
 I'd sooner double-down
 And the driveway is drying out our young names
 As we circle 'round
 Hold the candle still
 Stutter-hand and steady will
 With your flickering you
 You fill my philistine mind
 When I know what that means
 Then I will be damned
 Damned near perfect we were
 Passing rashes and words
 That don't mean a thing
 And the driveway is drying out our young names
 They made babies by now
 But there's still a war on
 Don't you let your light filter in, I'll be alright
 By myself tonight