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