"Knights" lyrics

It doesn't make a difference
How you spin it
You're still spinning round for free
With all your brilliance
And good decisions
You still end up crying to sleep
By the TV
To the floor to the kitchen
Waking up in a new position
And you see me
Will you stop
Will you listen?
Don't call me unforgiving

It doesn't make a difference
If you start kissing me
No it doesn't make a difference
If you stop kissing me

You might as well kill me
You might as well kill me
You might as well kill me
You might as well empty me into the street

To the lights and the city scene
To the nights and the fever dreams
To the cries in the taxi
(It'll be alright)
To your friends and the good guys
To the nines and the alibis
To the drinks and the free rides
To the lies and the party drugs
Face down in the kitchen rug
Wondering how to cut of my tongue
To the nights we were too young
Too dumb
Too in love
To push the no out of our lungs

Here's to the knights
And here's to the dreamers
Here's to the chivalry dying and the non-believers
To the gold age of pimping the weakest
You get a gold star if you know how to be decent
And here's to the girl I was before I met you
Not a notch or a flame or a goddamn virtue
To the knights and the arms
They didn't mean no harm
'Til they did
So they did
And they did

It doesn't make a difference
If you start kissing me
No it doesn't make a difference
Once you stop kissing me