Who Crucified The Chaperone? - A Jealousy Issue, Poison The Well

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