we know you're beautiful

why do we have to move?
we shouldn't be forced to lose
putting up your dukes again
what a way to win a friend
lips flying off ours mouths again
launching a new attack
love is just like heroin, and i'm
addicted to you
we should talk in languages unheard
we could drink to that i'm sure
why do we have to move?
we shouldn't be forced to lose
putting up your dukes again
what a way to win a friend
lips flying off our mouths again
launching a new attack
tie your hands with weathered rope; it's all
that you could hope to find
hanging from a balcony
or buried in your mind