Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
They're watching

All [bad word] The killing of pain
Has people talking
They're talking

You
Your  is on fire

Dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Ahead while I'm driving
I'm driving

Soft lips are open
Knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying

And you
Your  is on fire
And so
With the words to transpire

Hot as a fever
Rattling bones
I can just taste it
Taste it

If it's not forever
If it's just tonight
Oh we're still the greatest
The greatest
The greatest

And you
Your  is on fire
You
Your  is on fire

And so
With the words to transpire
And you
Your  is on fire
And so
With the words to transpire