ATM Disaster Scenes Into It. Over It.

On an evening after news like that
I can hardly tell what mood you're in
Or keep track of what time it is
Between photo opportunities and ATM disaster scenes
Your secret's safe with me

But, you're blacked out
You're blacked out from what you know
How will you get home?
Oh, no

Take me by the wrist
Singing songs I've sang before
Liquid inebriation spilling on to the Khyber's floor
You've saved your last dance for me
The best left over from the roughest week

But, you're blacked out
You're blacked out from what you know
How will you get home?

But, you're blacked out
(How will you get home?)

But, you're blacked out
(How will you get home?)