You stand with a hand on my waist line
Good to see that we're out in plain side
I can hear them whisper as we pass by
It's a bad sign, bad sign
Something happens when everybody finds out
See the vultures circling in dark cloud
Love's a fragile little flame, it could burn out
It could burn out cause they got the cages, they got the boxes, and guns, they are the hunters, we are the foxes and [bad word] 

Baby I know places we won't be found and they'll be chasing our tails tryin' to track us down
Cause I, I know places we can hide, I know places

Lights flash on [bad word] for the fences
Let them say what they want, we won't hear it
Lose lips, ships sink, all the [bad word] time, not this time
Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it
My love, they are the hunters, we are the foxes
And [bad word] 

Baby I know places we won't be found and they'll be chasing our trace tryin' to track us down
Cause I, I know places we can hide, I know places
They are the hunters, we are the foxes
And [bad word] 
Just grab my hand and don't ever drop it
My love

Baby I know places we won't be found and they'll be chasing our trace tryin' to track us down
Cause I, I know places we can hide, I know places

They take their shots, we're bulletproof
I know places
And you know for me it's always you
I know places
And you're dead at night, your eyes so green
I know places
And I know for you it's always me
I know places