The lampposts will burn as they witness each scene, where the chalk outlines
Mark the place where we once slept
The sweetest kisses come from k**ers
Wrap your hands around my waist, don't let go, hold your breath
The air is dead, turn the lights out on board
My dearest, we are make believe, hollow, with no eyes
Lets never let this stop
I will rock the sound of your heart tonight
I don't want to fall asleep in anyone else's arms