Then he brushed his hand against her thigh
Indicating that he was going...

Then the door slammed shut
I turned back to the wind...

Let's take a walk on the wild side
Let's go for a drive and get fkucing high...

I put on a smile
Paint it on as big as I can...

So how is the show?
TV is for when you're mad...

Punch a hole through the air we breathe
Let the wall of smoke crawl out...

A few final words
Would you honor me with...

Will you meet me at the courtyard
Will you meet me at the stage...

So is this where we are now?
Is this where we want to be...

Simple does it
Easy goes...

The way that it moves
The ceiling I mean...

Riptides
Black holes...