Town cryer village flyer got a 
skull and cross bones on his chest 
and I can't resist, when he looks like this
all his other girls, face on magazines
big blue eyes oh I don't know what this means 
no what does he want from me

Were hang in the [bad word] after to cars 
to get home 
wishing on the stars wonder what you are 
I just don't know, he's beautiful. 
Maybe he shines a little more than me

No its to much, burn my sun 
up in flames we go, you fire breather 
ash and dust on my door 
Let smoke rise trying to survive inside your arms

oh fire breather breating the fire into 
oh fire breather I'm trying to survive inside your arms

Flame thrower at the show
make my heart melt in the middle of the room 
and I can't stay away, now I'm begging you to stay oh

Sitting through the days I'm wasting away till the weekends [bad word] on the green, through the stick of the suburbs 
I learnt maybe you shine a little more than me