Lyrics:
All the cars down the bottom, windmill chasingcalling police so, so we're placingweight on mindsRed sports car Northwest dated, counting the sleepsI'm counting, waitingstalled inside There's no tires to save our skins(they're bald and old)their advice won't change our plans Through an old telescope for close up facesyou're cornering the fire it works in your favourtelevisedLike the all night long at 3am feelingyou get in your legs when you're dancing on the ceilingfriends of mineAnd you change the beat disguisedlike a call to realiseyou just made a pass in that reflectionyou're fixing your hair or asking questionsyou decideturn it around, the place is a fountain youth, you're squealingoffering advice that sounds appealingnervous fun'cept the cheating's in your bloodand the hardest word is loveLet's not starve here today, none that behavioureating like a princess, I'm gonna save youstay at mineAnd we're carving up the courses we're not playingdon't want to hear the swearwords you're sprayingunderminedI'm not revealing unless your feelings are long termI'm not revealing unless your feelings are long termI'm not revealing unless your feelings are long termIt's like a call