Cherry-Bomb Closure Songtext
von Woolgather
Cherry-Bomb Closure Songtext
How do I say I love you,
Without uttering the words?
You stayed so strong all along,
With me dancing on the tip-of-your-tongue,
And in your heart.
I can′t sleep,
Violent dreams have rearranged me,
At incredible speeds.
I'll find light in the darkest of sight,
Even if I can′t say that you're mine.
They'll never take us alive.
Did you say forever is a temporary torch we carry?
The flame is feeding on every kiss you blow my way.
Soaked in gasoline — I′m going out with a bang, my dear.
Why do I claim the silence
As a keepsake, as a charm?
I could sing you songs all day long
Of the monster I′ve become,
And how your picture burns.
I can't sleep,
Violent dreams have re-arranged me,
At incredible speeds.
I′ll find light in the darkest of sight,
Even if I can't say that you′re mine.
They'll never take us alive.
Did you say forever is a temporary torch we carry?
The flame is feeding on every kiss you blow my way.
Soaked in gasoline — I′m going out with a bang, my dear.
No room for second chances.
Your pretty days are endless.
Cursed the taste of romance;
She died in a bed of roses.
Without uttering the words?
You stayed so strong all along,
With me dancing on the tip-of-your-tongue,
And in your heart.
I can′t sleep,
Violent dreams have rearranged me,
At incredible speeds.
I'll find light in the darkest of sight,
Even if I can′t say that you're mine.
They'll never take us alive.
Did you say forever is a temporary torch we carry?
The flame is feeding on every kiss you blow my way.
Soaked in gasoline — I′m going out with a bang, my dear.
Why do I claim the silence
As a keepsake, as a charm?
I could sing you songs all day long
Of the monster I′ve become,
And how your picture burns.
I can't sleep,
Violent dreams have re-arranged me,
At incredible speeds.
I′ll find light in the darkest of sight,
Even if I can't say that you′re mine.
They'll never take us alive.
Did you say forever is a temporary torch we carry?
The flame is feeding on every kiss you blow my way.
Soaked in gasoline — I′m going out with a bang, my dear.
No room for second chances.
Your pretty days are endless.
Cursed the taste of romance;
She died in a bed of roses.
Writer(s): Casey Tipton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

