I don't mean to run. But every time you come around. I Feel more alive, than ever. And I guess it's too much. . Maybe we're too young. And I don't even know what's real.
10. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. woah, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Woah, woah. . 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, woah. Oh, if you only knew. What we've been up to. I guarantee you'd keep it secret.
Tonight we are victorious. Champagne pouring over us. All my friends were glorious. Tonight we are victorious. . Oh oh oh oh victorious. Oh oh oh oh. .
This is Gospel for the fallen ones. Locked away in permanent slumber. Assembling their philosophies. From pieces of broken memories. . Oh Woah-oh. (This is the beat of my heart This is the beat of my heart).
She paints her fingers with a close precision. He starts to notice empty bottles of gin. And takes a moment to assess the sin she's paid for. A lonely speaker in a conversation.
Back to the streets where we began. Feeling as good as lovers can, you know. Well, now we're feeling so good. . Pickin' up things we shouldn't read. It looks like the end of history as we know.
(Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh). . (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh). (Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh). . You've got these little things. That you've been running from. You'll either love it or guess you don't.
Ooh ooh, oh oh oh, ooh ooh ooh. . Anthony works in the grocery store. Savin' his pennies for someday. Mama Leone left a note on the door. She said: Sonny, move out to the country.
Cross my heart and hope to die. Burn my lungs and curse my eyes. I've lost control and I don't want it back. I'm going numb, I've been hijacked. It's a fucking drag.
Climbing out the back door, didn't leave a mark. No one knows it's you, Miss Jackson. Found another victim. But no one's going to find Miss Jackson, Jackson, Jackson.
You got two black eyes from loving too hard. And a black car that matches your blackest soul. I wouldn't change ya, oh oh. Wouldn't ever try to make you leave, no.
If I retreat. Words, wars, and symphonies. Make room — we're taking over here. You're the galantine. Cold and alone — it suits you well. Won't find me perching here again.
Oh, well imagine. As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor. And I can't help but to hear. No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words. . "What a beautiful wedding.
Ohh!. A moment you'll never remember. And a night you'll never forget!. Ohh!. . All you sinners stand up, sing hallelujah (hallelujah!). Show praise with your body.
I don't wanna hear you've got a boyfriend. Sometimes you're better off alone. But if you change your mind, you know where I am. Yeah, if you change your mind, you know where to find me.
I found a pile of Polaroids. In the crates of a record shop. They were sexy, sexy looking back. From a night that time forgot. Boy, he was something, debonair in 1979.
Finders keepers, losers weepers. . Welcome to the end of eras. Ice has melted back to life. Done my time and served my sentence. Dress me up and watch me die.
Alright, alright. Alright, alright. Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though. It's a hell of a feeling though. Alright, alright, it's a hell of a feeling though.
You can set yourself on fire. You can set yourself on fire. . She said at night in my dreams. You dance on a tightrope of weird. Oh but when I wake up.
Do I look lonely?. I see the shadows on my face. People have told me. I don't look the same. Maybe I lost weight. I'm playing hooky. With the best of the best, pull my heart out my chest.