Quarter Past Midnight - Bastille

It's a quarter past midnight

As we cut through the city

Yeah yeah yeah

The streets are getting restless

Good times bad decisions

Yeah yeah yeah

It's a quarter past midnight

And the sirens are mending some hearts

But we're the losers on the back seats

And your love will tear us apart

It's a quarter past midnight

Still we're fighting tomorrow

It's a quarter past midnight

But we're just getting going

We keep on running

Running through a red light

Like we're trying to burn the night away

Away oh away

This is my favorite part oh

Help me piece it all together darling

Before it falls apart oh

Help me piece it all together

It's a quarter past midnight

And the speakers are blowing

Yeah yeah

We want the bodies on the billboards

Not the lives underneath them

Yeah yeah yeah

And now we're crawling up the walls again

And its a quarter past the world

And you said we'd leave this place in dust

And fall from heaven straight through hell

We never know what we have

We never knew what we had

We keep on running

Running through a red light

Like we're trying to burn the night away

Away oh away

Why are we always chasing after something

Like we trying to throw our lives away

Away oh away

This is my favorite part oh

Help me piece it all together darling

Before it falls apart oh

Help me piece it all together

I can't remember

I can't remember

I can't remember

I can't remember

It's a quarter past midnight

And the secrets are flowing

Our lips are getting looser

I don't know what I'm saying

We never knew what we had

I never know what I've had

We keep on running

Running through a red light

Like we're trying to burn the night away

Away oh away

Why are we always chasing after something

Like we trying to throw our lives away

Away oh away

This is my favorite part so

Help me piece it all together darling

Before it falls apart

Help me piece it all together