Let's fuck until the sun comes up.
Because we haven't got long, but we've got enough.
A night to remember, a day to forget.
(Don't stop until we pirouette.)
I'm no saint; you're no martyr.
One more night playing heart pinata.
How do you say goodbye?

How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
The only way we know, the only way we know.
The only way we know, the only way we know.
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?

Let's fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Let's fuck until our hearts give up.
It won't be long.
It's hard to remember; I didn't forget.
If our eyes were diamonds then we'd be rich.
Your voice makes my heart skip beats.
So, keep quiet before it quits on me.
Your voice makes my heart skip beats.
So, keep quiet before it flat lines.
Before it flat lines.

I'm dead.
Tell 'em all we're dead.
We can hold the wake right here in this bed.
Sunk into you; tangled in sheets.
Buried in blankets six foot deep.
I'm dead.
Kick it.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Let's fuck until the sun comes up.
Because we haven't got long, but we've got enough.
A night to remember, a day to forget.
(Don't stop until we pirouette.)
I'm no saint; you're no martyr.
One more night playing heart pinata.
How do you say goodbye?

How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?

We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.

We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.

We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
(We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen!)
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
(So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads!)
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
(We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen!)
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.
(So come a little closer, tell me those three little words!)


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    "I've been terrible with death. We can only wake up here in this bed. Talking to you tangled in sheets. Bury me in blankets six foot deep, again."

    xdaysivediedxon September 17, 2010   Link

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