She'll be your saviour

She'll be your safety net

Then she'll beat you up again

She'll be your sugar cube

She'll be your baby blue

Then she'll beat you up again

She'll beat you up again

So some kind of fake romantic

Now I'm tempting fate, I want this

Can you feel the significance?

I'll be your Manhattan

I'll force your eyes open

Maybe it's for the best

But I like your handwriting

Let me borrow your pen

Then I'll beat you up again

I'll beat you up again

So some kind of fake romantic

Now I'm tempting fate, I want this

Can you feel the significance?

Desperately trying to be near you enough

To see you blinking from close up

That's the intimacy I want