Glory Days

Spent all your money on fireworks
And I gave you a hard time
Burned the grass with a firecracker
It was a good time
And we're all just looking for sparks
And stories to tell each other in the dark

But when we make it to the city
It's a sad light
A gut feeling cuts straight through
So tell the embers of your glory days to ignite
We're gonna smell like cigarette smoke tonight

Yellow fog on the freeway
When we finally leave the restaurant
The buried buzz of an ashtray
Like the way we didn't sleep much
Is it alright to just watch it burn
Is it okay to just let it hurt

But when we make it to the city
It's a sad light
A gut feeling cuts straight through
So tell the embers of your glory days to ignite
We're gonna smell like cigarette smoke tonight

But when we make it to the city
It's a sad light
A gut feeling cuts straight through
So tell the embers of your glory days to ignite
We're gonna smell like cigarette smoke tonight
Tonight