Best Interest Portrait Perfect Lyrics

Portrait Perfect Lyrics

We sit on top of this blue tower



And watch the fog talk to each other



There's more traffic out here than on the 405



But we're flying



We're flying higher than the clouds tonight







So do I...



So do I...



So do I...



So do I go and expect to return?



So do I...



So do I...



So do I go and expect to return?







The second hand counts two for every second, one



While the music screams for a fistfight



Against my eardrums and the volume knob



There are not tap-outs tonight







We'll lay our heads against the wall



And wait until they begin to bruise



Because the blackest nights could use some blue



To paint the portrait perfect image that fills our eyes.







This was the first time but we're remembering the last



The most perfect things are anything



At least for tonight