I'm going to a show Or a party I don't really know Spoke to Zoey, she said Not playin' or so I've read So we're heading Fitzalan Square Don't know why I'm going there Locked out again it's nothing new When I hear you, can't see you White walls, white buildings Holes in the ceiling Make an entrance or so we'll try Maybe we went too high Spoke to Joey, he said Do alchemy on the balcony White walls, white buildings Holes in the ceiling Room spinning need a minute This summer were less forgiving Would you know if we didn't have a sunset Would you feel like we had another day spent Laid in bed waiting for another heartfelt bout of confidence Would you care if I poured my whole heart out Would you see that you only bring the best out Best in me, can't find a better use of my time so let me know White walls, white buildings Holes in the ceiling White walls, white buildings Holes in the ceiling