| I know they say it’s over, we can’t go on like this |
| The moonlight makes us ardent and the sun returns our sense |
| But we ain’t much for orders, we can’t go on like this |
| But we can live forever with secrets on our lips |
| We work in secret under cover of darkness |
| Hands steadied by the weight of our lie |
| Broke branches, codes and chalk markings |
| I’ll leave a trail only you can find |
| All the alleys in Manhattan are gone kid |
| They sold the shadows when the rent got high |
| So we sneak into the Central Park and |
| Work in secret for the rest of the night |
| We work in secret for the rest of the night |
| We work in secret for the rest of the night |
| We work in secret for the rest of the night |
| And keep it all a lie |
| I know they say it’s over, we can’t go on like this |
| The moonlight makes us ardent and the sun returns our sense |
| But we ain’t much for orders, we can’t go on like this |
| But we can live forever with secrets on our lips |
| We found a crawl space behind the vending machines |
| Pressed each other against each other until we fell asleep |
| Woken shirtless arm in arm by a cleaning lady’s screams |
| Her bottom lip was swollen from being pressed between my teeth |
| I could have stayed there for weeks hands in her hair |
| Hands creeping innocent under the waist of my jeans |
| Fingertips tracing the shape of our lips |
| We spoke in breaths and that’s it |
| It’s not a bad life to live making out all day |
| Living off the food and drinks inside the vending machines |
| The sun’s wide awake she rode off on her bike alone |
| I never saw here again, we never speak |
| The night before I met the girl I swore would change my life |
| Move across the country try to break a wild horse to a wife |
| But that heartbreak was years away, right? |
| And this girl was right here with locks to pick and trees to climb |
| I remember you well at the Thunderbird motel |
| We were talking just so strange and so sweet? |
| Two bits will buy you ten on the vibrating bed |
| I kissed your skin behind the vending machine |
| If you ask me right now why I never did tell |
| Anyone about our evening with me |
| I don’t know, hell |
| Some secrets are just things that you keep |
| I know they say it’s over, we can’t go on like this |
| The moonlight makes us ardent and the sun returns our sense |
| But we ain’t much for orders, we can’t go on like this |
| But we can live forever with secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |
| With secrets on our lips |