red lips on a cigarette
it´s complicated, late and hazy now
already trying to forget

this song i write can be my alibi
stayed up all night just trying to get it right

oh no i´m not a hero of our time
oh no i´m not a hero

asshole drinking at the bar
he´s rough with his girl, pain across her face
i´m starting but i´m seeing stars
my bruised up eye can be my alibi
stayed up all night putting the world to right