Warehouse district where the air smells like tyres
Lights make the sky look like a constant sunrise
We walked that one night as everything wore off
Following the river that never once got me lost
We talked empty band rooms and sold out shows
With my fingers in the safest hands I know
And as the familiar click of the front door as it closed, assured me I was home

And if this becomes routine that's fine with me

Darling I ain’t safe but I'm getting there
I'm as happy here as anywhere
And if this becomes routine that's fine with me
'Cause I can't think of better company not to sleep

The smell of running water sings me to sleep now
We've all slept under bridges darling don't you look so fucking proud
And from thehardwood floor on the East coast that swallowed us whole
To the mansion out West where we had what we stole
To down South, where the pills almost killed me
To that little slice of paradise a few hours from Sydney
Thanks for the shows, the beds and the smiles
We're only ever staying a night, we always stay a little while
And now this East coast is home to all of us
But if anyone could put me up tonight that would be glorious
And if this becomes routine that's fine with me
'Cause I can't think of better company not to sleep

And so I'll sit and suck this sitting city dry
For that perfect pretty sitting city high
When everything melts and your legs turn to glue
Until then I'll sit alone and toast the view
And I'll light your cigarettes for you

Darling I ain’t safe but I'm getting there
I'm as happy here as anywhere
And if this becomes routine that's fine with me
'Cause I can't think of better company not to
No I can't, no I can't think of better company not to sleep