The rhythm's here is a b***h, but I guess you'll figure it out...
C F G
Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
F C G
were half-awake in a fake empire
were half-awake in a fake empire
Tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on
do our gay ballet on ice bluebirds on our shoulders
were half-awake in a fake empire
were half-awake in a fake empire
Turn the light out say goodnight no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything at once
Its hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
were half-awake in a fake empire
were half-awake in a fake empire
