| Beginning | Ending | Song |
|---|
| From California to my | |
| Dark eyed dreamers, they were a dangerous pair | |
| And I've been going crazy | |
| I'm hoping, I'm asking | |
| I heard everything you said | |
| I've never lit a match with intent to start a fire | |
| I've got a watch but I don't have time | |
| Boys raise your glasses | |
| Take off your shirt | |
| Disregard the footsteps | |
| Cause the stars in your eyes | |
| Jealous hearts | |
| Let's take a moment to reflect | |
| Beautiful destruction laid down before our eyes | |
| | Beginning | Ending | Song |
|---|
| So vindictive | |
| Don't be afraid I got your back | |
| Dammit I was so naive | |
| I got my hands full | |
| They are the one's who make a difference | |
| You closed your eyes | |
| When it all comes down | |
| Talked about in song; we play along | |
| Drop dead before | |
| Who could deny, these butterflies | |
| Take my hand, I'll take you there | |
| Caught up in the moment | |
| I said I'd | |
| Girl, we'll take the world by storm | |
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