| Wake up, It’s Monday afternoon | 
| We’re still in bed, Oh what to do? | 
| You call your friends but can’t get through | 
| And I write songs, to sing, for you | 
| Sometimes we’re stuck, most times we’re drifting | 
| Most times we’re drifting but tonight, let’s move | 
| Think fast, we’re young | 
| Remember when the spotlight cracks | 
| We’re dancing with a gun | 
| Your hands will shake | 
| Just take another shot in the dark | 
| Don’t keep your safety on | 
| As fast as it comes, it’s gone | 
| And we’ll die through dancing | 
| Dancing with a gun | 
| It’s 5 o’clock, the sidewalks filled | 
| A world so ready to break | 
| How will you stand surrounded by a crowd? | 
| Your eyes protecting, a scream, so slow loud | 
| So looks could kill, but yours | 
| They shout, come on let’s shout | 
| Don’t stand still | 
| Think fast, we’re young | 
| Remember when a spotlight cracks | 
| We’re dancing with a gun | 
| Your hand will shake | 
| Just take another shot in the dark | 
| Don’t keep your safety on | 
| As fast as it comes, it’s gone | 
| And we’ll die through dancing | 
| Dancing with a gun | 
| (You gotta think fast) | 
| Think fast | 
| And you’ll remember when the spotlight cracks | 
| You’re dancing with a gun | 
| Your hands will shake | 
| And we’ll take another shot in the dark | 
| Shot in the dark, | 
| Now think fast, we’re young | 
| Remember when a spotlight cracks | 
| We’re dancing with a gun | 
| You’re hand will shakes | 
| Just take another shot in the dark | 
| Don’t keep your safety on | 
| As fast as it comes, it’s gone | 
| And we’re not through dancing | 
| Dancing with a gun |