I canât stand the lightItâs killing me insideAnd Iâm gettingâ¦oh wellâ¦Out of hereThe beauty of the nightIs getting out of sightAnd the way Iâm movingIs not rightThis is how I liveIn this working seasThe clock, tickingWhile the heart beatsAnd still the beauty of the nightIs getting out of sightAnd the way Iâm movingIs just not rightAnd would you stayFor a whileWould you stayFor a whileI canât stand the lightItâs killing me insideAnd the way Iâm movingIs not right