Pretty Girls Make Graves - The New Romance lyrics

rate me

it started in our basement

it started in our bedroom

got it in the basement

got it in the bedroom

got it in the garage

got it on the rooftop

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

what's ours is ours, and ours is secret

there's no point in explanation

if you don't know, then you won't know

restless, fed up tough and clever

wishing this would last forever

is futile when, you know it won't