Lost boys (snippet)

It's time to let the lost boys take you in
It's getting cold out
You went yourself down
So, please, don't go out
You're looking dead behind the eyes

We'll stay at your house
Watch all those late shows on tv
I like you best when you're right here with me

And all the lost boys
We make a picture perfect team
Bruising sidewalks
With all that drunking of that fit
And boy I promise
Well never ever let you leave
Never let you leave