Millionaires

Millionaires is track #10 on The Script's third studio album, 3|#3.

Lyrics
They're kicking us out, saying it's time to close We're leaning on each other trying to beat the cold I carry your shoes and I give you my coat We're walking these streets like they're paved with gold Make any old excuses not to go Neither one of us want to take that taxi home

[Chorus:] Singing our hearts out Standing on chairs Spending our time Like we are millionaires Laughing our heads off The two of us there Spending our time Like we were millionaires Millionaires

Lost my heart and I hope to die Seeing that sunlight hit your eyes Been up all night but you still look amazing to me Yeah Had the type of night you only dream about If God came down he could take me now Cos in my mind, we will always be

Singing our hearts out Standing on chairs Spending our time Like we are millionaires Laughing our heads off The two of us there Spending our time Like we were millionaires Millionaires (look at us)

Look at us At six in the mornin' If time was money, yeah We'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a million euro But you can't buy this time

Look at us At six in the mornin' If time was money, yeah We'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a million euro But you can't buy this time

And the band was on playing our song We messed up the lyrics As we sang along But we didn't care Cause it felt like we were the only ones there Our feet were sore, our throats were raw They're turning out the lights but we're shouting more We're shouting more

Singing our hearts out Standing on chairs Spending our time like we are millionaires Laughing our heads off The two of us there Spending our time like we were millionaires Millionaires

Look at us At six in the mornin' If time was money, yeah We'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a million euro But you can't buy this time

Look at us At six in the mornin' If time was money, yeah We'd be worth a fortune I swear you may think you're rich You could have a million euro But you can't buy this time

We're walking these streets like they're paved with gold Make any old excuses not to go Neither one of us want to take that taxi home