The Last Royals - Backseat lovers lyrics

Might fall in love, but its dead tonight Gonna make it right Feel your lungs get tight Blankets and sheets can't hold the heat Hearts will barely beat on these easy streets One, Two Can't see straight but you're breakin' on through Three, Four Losing your touch on the bathroom floor All your life has been a cryin' shame Nobody's gonna know your name We all want someone to love Early morning, everybody feels unholy Livin' with plastic souls, we are Backseat lovers jumping out the window The sun's up soon Its gonna back hand the moon And, the song of the sorry I your signature tune Breaking apart, we wait for the dark As the cries of mercy extinguish the spark One, Two Can't see straight but you're breakin' on through Three, Four Losing your touch on the bathroom floor And so we bury ourselves to the neck, in cement Of numbers, and letters and flesh we repent And the ba*tards (the slime) get rich and decay… As they shake for a drug, at the start of their day And I suppose its been proven That satellites watch our every move.. Tape machines on public corners 1's and 0's breathing for us But ask anyone in a falling elevator Does the steel and the mirror, and the gla** make it clearer? All your life has been a cryin' shame Nobody's gonna know your name We all want someone to love Early morning, everybody feels unholy Livin' with plastic souls, we are Backseat lovers jumping out the window