I guess I like the twisted plot we've created
I sacrificed shit so you and I could make it
I wrote the script so that we both could lay naked
Like two starfish on a planet thats just been invaded
Inhale real slow, the air out here could be fatal
Blue lips, steel thoughts, don't sleep
Not sure if we're safe yet
The sky could swallow us but you
Couldn't care less
I'm here at the drive-in, watching just how it all ends
Its safe to say our fate can't be generated
With pen in hand, you scribbled out something sacred
Starving for something more than just surface data
Messed up on a love edited right down to the pavement
