Got a text from you Is it really true? All the stuff we did last night We shut down the bars Danced on top of cars Asked some girl if she'd be my wife Oh, and I got pictures that I don't remember taking that are so bad And oh, i had to break into my own damn apartment How about that... They say the best stories come from the worst nights baby but Oh, it was crazy, and Oh, it was amazing We blew all our money, and Crashed in your Mercedes, and We both got numbers, but didn't get the names And the whole damn party lost power It was, It was, It was Our Finest Hour Bruises on my knee, they're all over me I think I might have lost a fight Found a drink receipt, from 42nd street Man we must've lost our minds! I got pictures that I don't remember taking that are so bad I think I might've fell asleep in the subway How about that... They say the best stories come from the worst nights baby but Oh, it was crazy, and Oh, it was amazing We blew all our money, and Crahsed in your mercedes, and We both got numbers, but didn't get the names And the whole damn party lost power It was, It was, It was Our Finest Hour Oh, this night was ours, this night was ours And it was our finest hour Oh, this night was ours, this night was ours And it was our finest hour Got a text from you Is it really true? All the stuff we did last night Oh, it was crazy, and Oh, it was amazing We blew all our money, and Crahsed in your mercedes, and We both got numbers, but didn't get the names And the whole damn party lost power It was, It was, It was Our Finest Hour Our Finest Hour It was Our Finest Hour And it was our Finest, Finest Hour

And the world it shows me up My clothes they show me up I never knew this before My finest hour that I've ever known Was finding a pound on the underground And my words came stumbling out Then I went tumbling out I've never been hit before And the finest hour that I've ever known Was finding a pound on the underground And I'll keep hoping you are the same as me And I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea We are who we are, what do the others know? But poetry is not for me So show me the way to go home And the words came stumbling out of my mouth And then I went tumbling out... But I'll keep hoping you are the same as me And I'll send you letters and come to your house for tea We are who we are what do the others know? But poetry is not for me so show me the way to go Oh, I'm going home But I'll keep hoping you are the only one Yes and I'll send you letters, wouldn't it be such fun? We are who we are whatever the others say But poetry is not for me And much as I'd like to stay Oh, I just want to go home You're, you're, you're too young Should've been you, you're, you're too young It should've been you too, you're too, you're too young It should've been you you you're too young You should've been safer, saner Bribed the judge and then sat down Ooh you're, you're, you're too young

La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la I was walking down an empty road With you right by my side Then I took your hand and I held it tight 'Til the ends of the Earth we'll ride La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la We took off that night, left it all behind We were looking for a place to hide All the stars lit up and the sky will black 'Til the ends of the Earth we'll ride