Prom

Baby Tie my wrist before I hit the sun Before the backseat Blows right out throughout the windows gone Now what's this city and who's the people Oh alright I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night But I was nearly suicidal before your car arrived Moving up to the villas Kill a bit of time Prom tomorrow night Tasting sweet how the wind blows But get your head inside I need you here alive Now what's this city and who's the people Oh alright I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night Moving up to the villas Kill a bit of time Just for one last time Now maybe This is the last of what there is to feel It's only different places Poor imitations Fucking actors trying to speak like you speak Moving up to the villas Kill a bit of time Prom tomorrow night Tasting sweet how the wind blows But get your head inside I need you here alive Now what's this city and who's the people Oh alright I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night Moving up to the villas Kill a bit of time Just for one last time