La, la, la.... 

With all the fortune 
Snatch at our hearts 
And when ourhungerhearts 
Until we find what we crave 
We fall for a fortune 
I save my soul for a lie, lie, lie 

...my son of a spell 
Our vows were made to be broken 
...was made to swing 
...was made to swing 
Upon the shadow of a long ago moon 

We're on a course fixed by fire 
She says me lies 
This is the prize of my birthright 
I mean I know zero of your girl's cologne 
I mean I know zero of your girl's cologne 
I mean I know zero of your girl's cologne 
...that sticks to my veins 
...that sticks to my veins 

Before fortune fell us 
And we fall even further 
Oh, we will feel our fortune 
Oh, just singing away 
Oh, just singing away 
I have the future for a lie, lie, lie 

We're on a course fixed by fire 
She says me lies 
This is the prize of my birthright 
I mean I know zero of your girl's cologne 
I mean I know zero of your girl's cologne 
I mean I know zero of your girl's cologne 
...that sticks to my veins 
...that sticks to my veins 

Marry me, I may be a lie 
Marry me, tell me the date that I die 
Who's got our future, little one? 
Will there be a honeymoon, little one? 
Please lie! Please lie! 
But memories could walk 
But I lay awake nights 
Now, I can't go home, little one 
Now, I don't mind chopping the wood 
But the memory 
Don't do no-one no good