If lust and longing were all we knew
And love was kissing on the roof in view
Of the office workers and their camera phones
My heart would pump to let you know
That you could take this song, if it’s any good at all
Hide it somewhere when your new love calls
And if he asks if he hears music playing
Tell him it’s the rattling of old bolts and chains
That held your heart in
But now you’re starting
To forget you ever knew me
And you won’t let me inIf lust and longing; were all we knew
And you were someone special and I was too
Oh, would you take this song, put it on your wall
Hide it somewhere when your lover calls
If he asked if that’s music playing,
Tell him that’s the rattling of old bolts and chains
How it went old so quickly but that was long ago
When you could fall in love with every one you know
And consume the songs like DNA
Cut me open, to hear what they’d say
Pierce my skin with your arrow and bow
Saint Sebastian could tell you what he knows ’bout that
And how it feels
Oh
Oh, let me in
She says, ‘break the rules now
Talk like you got nothing to lose
Don’t dance with nobody else’, and
He’s drunk at the wheel again
rumoured to be somewhere with a monster smile that’s way too tight
Let me tell you what I know
She’s got to leave this alone
To find a way out of here
She can still make it home
Now we both know longing, how it gets under your skin
But then I saw you making eyes into him
When you could take me over, take it all
Close that distance, smash that door
Beat me up or take my car
One last time before you crawl
But when your lover calls
Under the bed when his bullet falls
If he asks if he hears music playing
Tell them it’s the rattling of old bolts and chains
In the night when you watch it fall
All you gotta do now
Is let me in
Let me in
Let. Me. In
She’s fixing studs onto her ballet shoes
walks like she’s got nothing to lose
Still she just can’t look at no-one else
While in the basement there is blood on his knees
Trembling to see what she’ll reveal
When everybody has gone home
Let me tell you what I know
We could just leave this alone, Oh
To find our way out of here
We could just make it
Her arrows are flying they don’t hit their target and
She’s in the basement crying
She can’t give this much of a fk again
So she’ll go to another with Clergerie heels on
Dance with him to the beat of this song
Teach him that the beast must earn his horns
And me? I'm just another number, son of generation kill
These days, too much time to kill
And if I see her, I’ll tell her you say hi
