Last Call at the Vogue

Verse 1

Megan’s yelling from the sidewalk That her Uber’s two minutes out Somebody lost their jacket Somebody’s still inside somehow

My ears are ringing from the encore Stamp fading on my hand We said we’d only stay for one drink Nobody believed that plan

Pre-Chorus

They’re stacking chairs behind us Broad Ripple’s still awake

Chorus

It’s last call at the Vogue And nobody wants to go We’re twenty-five pretending That tomorrow doesn’t know Our shoes hurt, voices gone We’re singing anyway If we’re gonna get older It can wait another day It’s last call at the Vogue

Verse 2

There’s a couple making out Like they’re the first ones who discovered it My best friend says she’s moving Then says, “Don’t make a thing of it”

So naturally I make a thing of it Buy another round Tell her Indianapolis Won’t know what to do when she’s not around

She rolls her eyes and hugs me A little longer than she should

Chorus

It’s last call at the Vogue And nobody wants to go We’re twenty-five pretending That tomorrow doesn’t know Our shoes hurt, voices gone We’re singing anyway If we’re gonna get older It can wait another day It’s last call at the Vogue

Bridge

Someday we’ll say “Remember that night?” And get half the details wrong

So take the blurry picture Leave the flash on Let somebody’s eyes be closed

That’s how I’ll remember us.

Final Chorus

Last call at the Vogue Now they’re turning up the lights Everybody looks exhausted God, everybody looks alive One friend leaving town One falling in love Me trying to memorize All of us

If we’re gonna get older Okay Just not tonight

Last call at the Vogue.