Quarter Past Midnight Bastille

[Verse 1]
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
Singing "Love Will Tear Us Apart"

[Pre-Chorus]
It's a quarter past midnight
Still avoiding tomorrow
It's a quarter past midnight
But we're just getting going

[Chorus]
We keep on running
Running through a red light
Like we're trying to burn the night away
Away-way, oh, away-way, oh

[Post-Chorus]
This is my favourite part, oh
Help me piece it all together, darling
Before it falls apart, oh
Help me piece it all together