I'll my heart's not on fire If you steal my true love's name Broke down subway in this city of spires Tape your picture over his in the frame
We'll we're sleeping revolvers Shotgun wedding in a strange SoHo Our chambers hold silvery collars Gun down werewolves wherever we go We gun down werewolves wherever we go
Midnight phone calls in the back of a Mustang Creased pages torn right from the spine Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang You always hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers on funeral pyres I'm not sure we were playing a game Busted gasket a field full of liars No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame No one noticed set five boroughs aflame
Young blood, young bone Old ghosts go home
Band of gold with a diamond implied You wrote letters that you never sent I made promises I'll always deny Now we'll never know what the other meant
is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserk Lost the chance to wind the key Roosters are nothing clucking clockwork Our fears are only what we tell them to be Our fears are only what tell them to be
Drown the last of our matches Burn the rest of each other You were strongest when I ached for breath Through the thick of smoke we'll finally
Young blood, young bone Old ghosts go home Young blood, young bone Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone Old ghosts home Young blood, young bone Old ghosts go home
Young blood, young bone Old ghosts go home Young blood, young bone