The night is hot; my mood is down
Animals walk free and torture your part of town
My teenage parents couldn't sneak out
Because of the tents, on the front lawn of the house, of the house
So, and yeah, the night just grew its fangs
And I felt its growing pains
You know I'm barely hanging on
I'm burning on your front lawn
Like a glowing cross, cross, cross
They're playing sad songs on the radio
This mother's knocking on, on her daughter's door
Can't seem to get enough, always thought I was
Headed somewhere, never thought I'd just end up, just end up.
And yeah the night just grew it's fangs
And I felt it growing pains
You know I'm barely hanging on
I'm burning on your front lawn
Like a glowing cross, cross, cross, cross
God has a door for you
But keeps it locked.
Man can't walk on water
So I built a dock.
And the night just grew its fangs
And I felt its growing pains
You know I'm barely hanging on, I'm hanging on
And yeah the night just grew its fangs
And I felt its growing pains
You know I'm barely hanging on
I'm burning on your front lawn
Like a glowing cross, cross, like a glowing cross.
