Last Chance - Emily Kinney

You’ve got bad dreams from the broken wedding rings

That you keep under your pillow while you sleep

And there’s open spaces, blank faces

When you search for answers on the street

Oh, there’s no one left to call

Nothin' much to say

Pretty sure the world is gonna end today

Drink up one last whiskey, head to the dance

Baby, this is our last chance

Baby, this is our last chance

So gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha got tonight

Packin' cigarettes

Baby, I’m your light

Gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha can

I’m the last pretty girl

You’re the last decent man

I’ve got broken heart pieces swimming in my bed

Broken conversations floatin' in my head

A let down little mermaid trying to find air at the top

Pretty sure this spinning world’s about to stop

So I cover up in glitter, head to the dance

Baby, this is our last chance

Baby, this is our last chance

So gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha got tonight

Packin' cigarettes

Baby, I’m your light

Gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha can

I’m the last pretty girl

You’re the last decent man

When the world is on fire

But your heart is on ice

It’s hard to know what’s wrong and what’s right

But if you wanna feel your blood burn, get to the floor

Scream to God, «I want it more!»

More hurricanes, snow storm, rain in my face

More midnights drunk and dizzy dancin' at your place

A life of fame and fortune and the star of some show

Now it’s almost over, almost time to go, oh, go, oh, go oh, go, oh oh, oh…

So gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha got tonight

Packin' cigarettes

Baby, I’m your light

Gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha, gimme whatcha can

Baby, this is our last chance

Baby, this is our last chance