Ryan Gosling：
The sun is nearly gone
No lights are turning on
A silver shine that stretches to the sea
We've stumbled on a view
That's tailor-made for two
What a shame those two are you and me
Some other girl and guy
Would love this swirling sky
But there's only you and I
And we've got no shot
This could never be
You're not the type for me
Emma Stone：
Really
Ryan Gosling：
And there's not a spark in sight
What a waste of a lovely night
Emma Stone：
You say there's nothing here
Well let's make something clear
I think I'll be the one to make that call
Ryan Gosling：
But you'll call
Emma Stone：
And though you looked so cute
In your polyester suit
Ryan Gosling：
It's wool
Emma Stone：
You're right I'd never fall for you at all
And maybe this appeals
To someone not in heels
Or to any girl who feels
There's some chance for romance
But I'm frankly feeling nothing
Ryan Gosling：
Is that so
Emma Stone：
Or it could be less than nothing
Ryan Gosling：
Good to know
So you agree
Emma Stone：
That's right
Both：
What a waste of a lovely night