COME ON! just grab my hand baby sitting down is giving up just this once baby shutting up is giving in pry those petals from their wet walls so we can hit the floor it's the rhythm of rebellion a reason for celebration let the volume do the talking with the force of an explosion come on and place those nervous palms in mine we'll drive the fear from both our frames sending bitten bullets through those bitter pills in an unexpected plot twist you've stunned me with a kiss that felt like a runaway wrought iron fist don't hang the dj yet this song deserves a second spin if you feel the need switch those lips to repeat before the needle leaves the surface and the night has left us speechless we'll go home when we've burnt yours dancing amongst the cinders with your daughters buried regrets in all the rubble the friction in the scheme of things.