Testi:
Pretty Girls Make Graves The New Romance

In your bedroom without the lights Let's get old together Make promises and lie but never Let this city get the best of us Grow apart from the things we love Make

Nighttime's out security The stars watch us like guardian angels Skeletons of lives to come Just frames to fill with living and dying Signatures in permanent

being positive all the time Doesn't sit still, doesn't look well Give him something, make it chemical chemical You'll feel better when you cannot feel See the strange girl

(Instrumental)

Here's to you cause you take what you give Make no excuses for the way we live While we try to ignore and we try to pretend Our conversation isn't so

When you've finally thrown up your hand Poured your heart out, yet nothing stands It seems our efforts are wasted But yet it hasn't been in vain Unfulfillment

Burns the fire inside my head It's revealing, fascinating We got it, we set the motion Now we have it in our hands We're selfish with the new romance

Traduzione: Pretty Girls Make Graves. La nuova storia d'amore.