I was with a dark star
Crying in the sonar
Like a television grain screen
Trying to be solar
No, my baby got me red sky
And I was just a skydive
As with Washington in twilight
I'm the shadow in the lowrise
I call her Supernova
I call her Supernova
Over me and another
I call her Supernova
Remember when the attic
Surrounded us in static?
There was tarot in the ash-trick
Which told me not to panic
Oh, my baby got me red night
Bullets in a knife fight
Her electricity fire
Now luminous in starlight, yeah
I call her Supernova
I call her Supernova
Over me and another
I call her Supernova
Oooh yeah
Oooh yeah
Oh, na na na na yeah
Na na na na yeah
I was with a dark star
Lying in the sonar
Got my television, my vision red
Come screaming from a rador
She hits first with a white eye, oh why?
Oh, now
I call her Supernova
I call her Supernova
Over me and another
I call her Supernova
Oooh yeah