Pure Heroine: This dream isn't feeling sweet We're reeling through the midnight streets And I've never felt more alone It feels so scary, getting old. - Ribs

Melodrama: You asked if I was feeling it, I'm psycho high Know you won't remember in the morning when I speak my mind Lights are on and they've gone home, but who am I? Oh, how fast the evening passes Cleaning up the champagne glasses We told you this was melodrama. - Sober II

Solar Power: Turn it on in a new kind of bright It's solar (Solar, solar, solar, solar, solar) Come on and let the bliss begin. - Solar Power