It's a quarter past midnight
As we cut through the city
Yeah, yeah, yeah, the streets are getting restless
Good times bad decisions
It's a quarter past midnight
Still avoiding 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-way, oh, away-way, oh
This is my favorite part oh
It's a quarter past
It's a quarter past midnight
Still avoiding tomorrow
It's a quarter past midnight
But we're just getting going

Why are we always chasing after something
Like we're trying to throw our lives away?
Away-way, oh, away-way, oh...
This is my favorite part oh
It's a quarter past