(Intro) (Fast, bouncy acoustic guitar strumming kicks in immediately with a driving kick drum) One, two, three, let's go!
(Verse 1) Sneakers on the dash, the bass shakes the glass We’re leaving the ghosts of the suburbs behind Screaming the lyrics to songs we don't know Laughing so hard that we're going blind Yeah, they got their clocks and we got our hearts We got a tank full of gas and a spark to start Pull the parking brake, take a breath of the night We’re never going back, we’re stepping into the light!
(Pre-Chorus) And they tell us to grow up, to get in the line But they never felt the thrill of the ride So throw your head back, let the radio scream We’re taking the wheel of this broken machine!
(Chorus) Whoa-oh-oh-oh! This is the night! Whoa-oh-oh-oh! We’re crossing the line! We’re carving our names in the concrete and stone Screaming out loud that we’re not alone Yeah, this is the story that we write tonight! Whoa-oh-oh-oh! The story of tonight!
(Verse 2) Look at the skyline, it's lighting up for us Every streetlight is a spotlight of gold I look at you now and I know what it means To be completely out of control We’re trading our worries for windows down We’re trading our shadows for crownless kings No tomorrow, no yesterday, just the pulse in my chest This is the moment that we won't forget!
(Pre-Chorus) And they tell us to grow up, to get in the line But they never felt the thrill of the ride So throw your head back, let the radio scream We’re taking the wheel of this broken machine!
(Chorus) Whoa-oh-oh-oh! This is the night! Whoa-oh-oh-oh! We’re crossing the line! We’re carving our names in the concrete and stone Screaming out loud that we’re not alone Yeah, this is the story that we write tonight! Whoa-oh-oh-oh! The story of tonight!
(Bridge) (Music strips back to just heavy stomp-and-claps and a single, raw acoustic guitar) And I know that the morning is coming to steal this away But I swear that I’ll never forget what you said That we’re more than our pasts, we’re the sparks in the dark Yeah, we’re the fire that they can’t put out! We're the fire that they can't put out! Yeah! (Drum fill crashes back in full force with gang vocals) We are the fire!
(Guitar Solo) (Energetic, soaring pop-punk guitar solo, heavy on emotion and melody)
(Chorus) Whoa-oh-oh-oh! This is the night! Whoa-oh-oh-oh! We’re crossing the line! We’re carving our names in the concrete and stone Screaming out loud that we’re not alone Yeah, this is the story that we write tonight! Whoa-oh-oh-oh! The story of tonight!
(Outro) Yeah, we're carving our names! Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh! This is the story of tonight! We're the fire, we're the fire! (One final, heavy acoustic strum that rings out with a cymbal crash)
