I woke up with the sun in my chest New kicks on, shining Sunday best Blanket homes and tightrope trees Dark roads will cool these warm bodies Brush that bed down, bring that wash out Shining the day that we begin to read Into self doubt, still that gut feel And every cold thrill Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill Snap back to the evening, you feel the dark days And you're pulling through to the getting good Oh, the getting good Closed caps on the windowsill When everybody lights up another That's the getting good Oh, the getting good Snap back to the evening, you feel the dark days And you're pulling through to the getting good Oh, the getting good Closed caps on the windowsill When everybody lights up another That's the getting good Oh, the getting good Ooh, me Now, ooh, me Now, would I, me Now, would I die Now, now, now I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I I don't know I don't know I don't know I don't know I broke good with every ounce of should The deep blue rising underneath my hood Your sets of shows are what I don't need I'm watching, I'm feeling, make the best of me Push that bed down, bring that wash out Drowning in the day that we begin to weave into self-doubt Still, I've got to feel the deadly cold thrill Let the salt sink in when everything is downhill Snap back to me, feel me, feel me dancing Get me, oh, get me Close caps and lipstick And everybody likes it, but nobody really gets it Get me, oh, get me Get me, oh, get me