You don't wrestle with your demons You play with them like a child What you sell as independence Is just angry, young, and wild Finally, all the close calls come calling on their debts And as bad as it is now, this ain't as bad as it'll get It's ten to midnight, Cinderella Yeah, the good part's already good and gone Go ahead and raise your hell 'Cause I can't save you from yourself or drive you home You know, I feel it like a fever I know it like a song I know how hard the landing is Where you're falling from Things are pretty shaky, and they have been for a while All those inches of forgiveness Started adding up to miles They started adding up to miles It's ten to midnight, Cinderella Yeah, the good part's already good and gone So go ahead and raise your hell 'Cause I can't save you from yourself or drive you home I can't drive you home It's ten to midnight, Cinderella Yeah, the good part's already good and gone Go ahead and raise your hell 'Cause I can't save you from yourself or drive you home I can't drive you home No, I can't drive you home I can't drive you home No, I can't drive you home
