Basement Lights

Verse 1

We’re scribbling dreams on the backs of receipts,

Sticky floors, summer heat, busted Vans on our feet.

Your laugh cuts sharp like a bottle cap crown,

We’re kings of the curb, yeah the suburb’s our town.

I was raised on feedback and borrowed guitars,

Slept under posters of bands going nowhere fast.

You said, “Don’t grow up, just get louder tonight,”

So we tuned our hearts to a fight.

Pre-Chorus

If this is the end, let it start in the pit,

I’m kissing the bruise where your confidence hit.

We’re young, we’re wrecked, we’re spectacularly wrong,

Sing it back like a promise we won’t keep long.

Chorus

So shout it till the ceiling caves in,

I’m in love with the noise and the way you’re grinning.

We’re a spark in the rain, still refusing to quit,

Yeah, we’re falling apart but it sounds legit.

Turn it up till the neighbors complain,

We’ll be legends by morning, or ghosts by the same.

If forever’s a night, let it end like this,

With basement lights and burnt CDs.

Verse 2

Your eyeliner runs like a headline lie,

I swear every word feels like goodbye.

We learned how to bleed from a mixtape wound,

Fast hearts, cheap thrills, singing slightly out of tune.

I’m bad with the truth but I’m great at a hook,

I write you in pen, you erase with a look.

We’re passing the blame like a microphone stand,

Dropping names we don’t understand.

Pre-Chorus

If love’s just a war we keep losing on time,

I’ll wave the white flag made of punchlines.

We’re young, we’re wrecked, we’re beautifully bent,

Making art out of everything we spent.

Chorus

So shout it till the ceiling caves in,

I’m in love with the noise and the way you’re grinning.

We’re a spark in the rain, still refusing to quit,

Yeah, we’re falling apart but it sounds legit.

Turn it up till the neighbors complain,

We’ll be legends by morning, or ghosts by the same.

If forever’s a night, let it end like this,

With basement lights and burnt CDs.

Bridge

I swear I saw us on a stage that doesn’t exist,

Crowd singing back every doubt we missed.

Your hand in mine like a lyric I know,

Even if we crash, it’s a hell of a show.

Count me out, count me in, I’m a mess with a plan,

Trying to grow up without being a fan of who I was,

But I’m not done yet.

Breakdown

Three chords, no fear, scream it off-key,

If this is growing up, then it’s not for me.

We’ll write our names in the smoke and spit,

Set the night on fire, call it a hit.

Final Chorus

So shout it till the ceiling caves in,

I’m in love with the noise and the way you’re grinning.

We’re a spark in the rain, still refusing to quit,

Yeah, we’re falling apart but it sounds legit.

Turn it up till the neighbors complain,

We’ll be legends by morning, or ghosts by the same.

If forever’s a night, let it end like this,

With basement lights and burnt CDs.

Outro

When the amps go quiet and the sun creeps in,

I’ll still hear your voice in the static din.

If this was a phase, let it phase me forever,

We were young, we were loud, we were now or never.