I've grown sick of waking up to lay down
And living days that I have lived through before
Along with meeting face to face with a town
filled with people I don't know anymore
But there's a van outside
with nothing but it's will to drive
And memories reminding me
of times I felt alive
These cities are made of canvas
begging to be painted in red
This is our signature
it won't soon fade away
Counting down
the days where we can live our lives this way
Having no regard for what tomorrow brings
Counter it
with nights spent getting in over our heads
Forgetting what we left back
No regrets or take backs
We're doing this in style
If I can keep myself intact
and this is how I feel at the start
Then my veins are like the roads on a map
filled with life and attached to my heart
And it beats for these moments
It beats for moments just like this
Where halfway home is halfway gone
Exactly where I need to be
These cities are made of canvas
begging to be painted in red
This is our signature
it won't soon fade away
Counting down
the days where we can live our lives this way
Having no regard for what tomorrow brings
Counter it
with nights spent getting in over our heads
Forgetting what we left back
No regrets or take backs
We're doing this in style
Looking through this rear view I see
what we've been through
Looking through this rear view I see
what we've been through
We'll stay side by side and ride these lines
'Cause we'll be counting down
Counting down
the days where we can live our lives this way
Having no regard for what tomorrow brings
Counter it
with nights spent getting in over our heads
Forgetting what we left back
No regrets or take backs
We're doing this in
yeah we're doing this in style