Chains. Chains. . We console now, you and I. I said hold me there, hold me. Make the night roll magic, I will not fly away. So now make it, make it rain.
He reels around the nightclub. Like the hubcaps off of a car. That just crashed into a sign that said. "This way to the nightclub". . He says you ain't worth a dime.
Storm picks up valuable things. Places mirrors at my feet. A wardrobe filled with blood. And nasty lies to repeat. . Well let me give you something. 'cause everything's for free.
Back seat over the wing. Well, I'm the happiest hot potato on the plane. Yeah, I'm looking, I'm looking, it's beautiful. I think, I wanna go and live out there right now.
I should trade my heart in for a watch. 'Cause all I do is watch the numbers slip away. My lips silently repeat the countdown. 'Cause it's so hard to say.
I tried to run away but I'm frozen in place. My body is made of sawdust and my heart just split. My old friend Rigor Mortis starts to breathe in my face.