So cash in all your chips tonight, baby 'Cause we're 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 we betrayed No one can know about this We'll take this feeling to our graves For every heart we betrayed No one can know about this The only place I'll call home is my death bed 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, you're running out of luck So let's ditch this city before we sober up
