Mtl

I bike the city cause I’m the only one awake
The night, it calls my name
The traffic bleeds through me
Top of my lungs I scream
The streets can’t make me stay up, late

I’m at the top of the mountain
Looking at the little things
You and I we got no strings
Funny how we joke around till we’re all drunk as hell
You pick fights and I play songs
Will we ever grow up or get along

The sun is the only thing that wakes us up
We drive home
Hum along to the radio that’s broke

Really thought we’d get caught
We’re just having fun
They let us go
When you’re with me
I feel alone

I’m at the top of the mountain
(Ooh woah)
Looking at the little things
(Woah oh oh)
You and I we got no strings
Funny how we joke around till we’re all drunk as hell
You pick fights and I play songs
Will we ever grow up or get along

I gotta say
It’s hard to wait
When I know what’s coming
I’ll see you on the other side
Of the night

I’m at the top of the mountain
(Ooh woah)
Looking at the little things
(Woah oh oh)
You and I we got no strings
Funny how we joke around till we’re all drunk as hell
You pick fights and I play songs
Will we ever grow up or get along

I’m at the top of the mountain
Looking at the little things
You and I we got no strings
Funny how we joke around till we’re all drunk as hell
You pick fights and I play songs
Will we ever grow up or get along
Hmm Hmm