[Verse 1 - Scott Vega]
It’s more than sittin' still
But less than something real
When the nights just seem to
Bleed to one and go on and on

[Verse 2 - Scott Vega]
You try to catch the feel
That used to be so real
You swear it was five o’clock
But the time is scarce
And you're getting there

[Chorus]
When you talk about that bullshit
That you saw just yesterday
It’s becoming a habitual drunken epiphany
And you try to find that moment
Hope tonight won't be the same
But there’s no sense in lookin'
There’s no love in Brooklyn

[Verse 3 - Scott Vega]
Long walk, see city trains
Short talks, forgetting names
Some stories stay the same
Knowing all the lines
When you turn the page

[Verse 4 - Scott Vega]
It’s late, so what’s the use
In trying to amuse
Hope you're not being rude
When it’s time to go
You don’t let ’em know

[Chorus]
When you talk about that bullshit
That you saw just yesterday
It’s becoming a habitual drunken epiphany
And you try to find that moment
Hope tonight won't be the same
But there’s no sense in lookin'
There’s no love in Brooklyn

[Verse 5 - Scott Vega]
Tell me why you're living life so typical
When you recognize the truth it’s critical
If you're not content, do more than complain
And make a change

[Instrumental]