This town's on fire
But the world,
It don't make a sound

Her golden hair
Lights the sky,
When [bad word]  around

She’s on the outside,
I’m lost in the crowd
She’s on the inside, now [bad word]  around [bad word]  around [bad word]  around
But she’s a stranger to me now

The moon hangs high
And the wild [bad word] out to play

Was it a dream,
wish,
Or something I couldn’t say?

She’s on the outside
I’m lost in the crowd
She’s on the inside, now [bad word]  around [bad word]  around [bad word]  around [bad word]  around
But she’s a stranger to me now
 [bad word] 

Is she looking for somethin’?
Somethin’ that can’t be found?
Look in the mirror, now [bad word]  around [bad word]  around [bad word]  around [bad word]  around [bad word]  around
But she’s a stranger to me now.
She’s a stranger to me now.