Its movies and books
And the way that we talk
Which is not often and not given much thought
But its what we do
And we do it well
I am blissfully falling
Straight into hell
Am I not?
Am I not?
Tell me I'm wrong
I don't have the voice
But I have found the song
Am I right?
Am I right?
Tell me I'm not
Though you are refreshing
You're unbearably hot
Your fingers are matches
And your eyes are sparks
Your arms are fireworks
And they're stiff as starch
And I know you could hurt me
If I am not protected
But I think that I'll risk it
I'll risk getting rejected