If lust and longing
waere all we knew
and love was kissing

on the roof in view
of the office workers
and their camera phones

my heart would pump
to let you know
that you can take this song

if it's any good at all
hide it somewhere
when your new loves call

and if he asks
if he hears music playing
just tell him it's the rattling

of old bolts and chains
that your heart in
but now you're starting

to forget you ever knew me
and you won't
let me in


If lust and longing where all we knew
and you were someone special and I was too

would you take this song put it on your wall
hide it somewhere when your new love calls?
if he asks if he hears music playing

tell his about the rattling of old bolts and chains

When it was so simple

like it was long ago
and you could fall in love with
everyone you know

and consider this song
like D N A
cut me open

to hear what I'd say
or pierce my skin
with your arrow and bow

St. Sebastian could tell you what
he knows about that


let me in, let me in, let me in

She says break the rules now

talk like you've got nothing to loose
don't dance with nobody else


He's drunk at the week again
rumoured to be somewhere
with a monster smile that's way too tight


Let me tell you what I know


She could just leave this alone
find a way out of here and still make it home


We both know longing
How it gets under your skin
But then I saw you making eyes

aimed at him

When you could take me over

take it all
close that distance
smash that door

meet me somewhere
take my call
one last time

before you crawl

under the bed when your lover calls

Under the bed when his bullet falls
If he asks if it's music playing
tell him 'bout the rattling of old bolts and chains

You never know what I want you for
all you gotta do now

is let me in
She fixes studs on to her ballet shoes

walks like she's got nothing to loose
still she just can't look at no-one else

And in the ba!@&(t there is
dirt on his knees

trembling to see what she'll reveal
when everybody has gone home

Let me tell you what I know


He could just leave it alone
find a way out of here and still make it...

Her arrows are flying they don't hit their target and
she's in her ba!@&(t crying

she can't give this
much of a $#&@ again

Now she'll go to another with Clergerie heels on
dance with hil to the beat of this song
teach him that the beast must earn his horns


And me I'm just another number, son of generation kill,
with theses days too much time to kill

And if I see her
I'll tell her you said hi...