Ready or not, could this be true. I feel the same vibration when I'm yr go to. I'm yr go to. . Chains are broken, we were livin' in doubt. It took a sentimental melody to figure it out.
Choking on a wishbone. In the firing line of lovers. Who will never slow down. . And I won't let you steer. Commandeer the atmosphere. Since you suggested running away.
Stuck at your front gate. With some pictures I just want to hand ya. (Pictures, pictures, pictures, pictures, pictures). . Almost made the door knock twice.
reaching out for you. all i catch is air. a breeze thats empty. im left with nothing, nothing without you. . open up my eyes. to an empty room. painted black and blue.
Carve your name into my arm. 'Cause I long to feel your name blood red. Leave our love life at the door, what's in store?. We don't know just yet. . And that is why when we get together, there's no need to be clever.
Hey you, where's your blood, where are your bones?. How come you're invisible. I'm fadin' through a love in the sun, and I need you to hold. I want you to be physical.
Is this a fling? It's seven days and you're already vanishing. Is this a fling? It's seven days and you're already vanishing. Is this a fling? It's seven days and you're already vanishing.
Underwater, underwater, underwater. Underwater, underwater, underwater, oh. Underwater, underwater, underwater. Underwater, underwater, underwater, oh.
To and fro from yours to Cecil Street. You wore the same shirt that you wore last week. Should I shake your hand or kiss your cheek?. Convince you it's not lust, it's chemistry.
Tonight the neon answers flare, occasionally we stop. And stare past tiny paintings, painted where the clouds were wrong. With killer stares and sideways frowns.
Don't hide the treasures you've found. In a hole in the ground. How 'bout the tree back your house. Where the owls go. (Owls go). Or in between the attic and the basement.
Don't hide the treasures you've found. In a hole in the ground. How 'bout the tree back your house. Where the owls go. (Owls go). Or in between the attic and the basement.
You don't wanna be,. I don't wanna see,. Baby, get your feet on the floor,. Shut the door,. Count to four,. There's ice on your shoulders,. I don't wanna fall face down,.
Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. . Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep.
With an envelope. We'll enter buildings we might touch. I've got souvenirs but yesterday can't mean too much. Have we missed an opportunity?. . Whispers Chinese leaves a message.
When I talk in my sleep. I'll be begging for more. That meant to sound sweet. Babe, your meant to reward me. . For working hard on my pleasantries. So when you've locked your door.
If you're seeking repair for figure eights in the ice in your stare. Seven stories we're climbing tonight. So if you're angry about the fact that it's red.
You can catch me on the street. We're shaking out my legs to greet. Our new neighbors with the same old innocence. . Walking, rolling, I'm your stone.
And he's mean talking. Bean stalking icy man. My feet are walking over him. My sneakers in his hand. And with a picket for a knife. And a rocket to depart in.