Lyrics:

You don't wrestle with your demons
You play with 'em like a child
What you sell as independence
Is just angry, young and wild
And finally all the close calls come calling on their debt
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
Girl, I can't drive you home
I can't drive you home
No, I can't drive you home