Razorlight

If lust and longing
were 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 love calls
and if he asks if he hears music playing
tell him its the rattling of old bolts and chains
that held your heart in
and now you're starting
to forget you ever knew me
you won't let me in

If lust and longing
were 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 lover calls
and if he asks if that's music playing
tell him 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 consume the songs
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
and how it feels
oh
ooh let me in

she says "break the rules now,
talk like you've got nothing to lose
don't dance with nobody else"
and he's drunk at the wheel again
rumoured to be somewhere
with a monster smile that's way too tight
let me tell you what i know

she's got to leave this alone oh
to find a way out of here
she can still make it home

now we both know longing
how it gets under your skin
then i saw you making eyes into him
well you could take me over, take it off,
close that distance and smash that door
beat me up, or take my car
one last time before you crawl

up when your lover calls
under the bed when his bullet falls
and if he asks if he hears music playing
tell him its the rattling of old bolts and chains
you've got to do it now

coz let me in
let me in
let me in

She fixes studs on to her ballet shoes
walks like she's got nothing to loose
still she cannot just look at no-one else
while in the basement there's dirt on his knees
trembling to see what she'll revealed
when everybody has gone home
let me tell you what i know

we could just leave this alone
and find our way out of here
we could just make it
Her arrows are flying they don't hit their target and
she's in her basement crying
she can't give this
much of a fuck 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 there's too much time to kill

And If I see her, I'll tell her you say hi