Hails to the chancers
As boredom kills like cancer
We need dreams
For the romancers
And I'm looking to you

Well, the life's so lonely
I need my one and only
If you know [bad word] on and show me
Now, I'm looking to you
 [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
Come [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
My resistance is [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
Come [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
I'm not letting you go

Had love and I set it free
But it never came back to me
Now the skies have gone ugly
From Bolton [bad word] As I'm looking for you
 [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
Come [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
My resistance is low
Don't pay mind to them
You're most beautiful when you don't bother
So just let it go

Hit the piper, I'll feed the rat
And I won't mind, I won't mind
Smash the campus and burn the maps
I guess we'll be fine
You loved and you are able
Shall we write that on your grave [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
Come [bad word] closer [bad word] closer
My resistance is low
Don't pay mind to them
You're most beautiful when you don't bother
So just let it go