Serenade The night runs out As the moment fades we're wearing down Celebrate I don't know how I can keep this up, keep you around As long as it tastes so bittersweet I'm sorry Louise I didn't me it Louise, I need a favor Let go of my hand I won't lead you around Oh please, Louise Self-esteem eludes your reach So the Maybelline becomes a routine Do you believe geography Is the chemistry in our tragic scene? As long as it tastes so bittersweet I'm sorry Louise I didn't me it Louise, I need a favor Let go of my hand I won't lead you around Oh please, Louise