Lyrics: Part One

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Cigarettes & Cinnamon

In the city of crosses we move like shadows. Let’s go all the way, all right, let’s make dangerous mistakes tonight. Red eyes and broken hearts, can you handle it? You know these words don’t matter and these promises aren’t real.

Hey baby pass the remote control, turn down the voices on the radio. Me and you can do what we’ve always wanted to, let’s get down tonight.

I drive down empty streets, while everybody’s asleep. Why are we still sleepwalking? Hey girl, what were we thinking? You’re so sweet… Baby just move your feet. Cigarettes and cinnamon, honey let’s pray for a happy ending.

I sit in traffic for days. Make plans to get out of this place - dance baby dance! I sit in traffic for days. Make plans to get out of this place, while you still have a chance! I’ll pay good money for romance. Turn down the lights, I really don’t mind. I’ll pay good money for romance, coz I’m still waiting for a love that never comes.

Don’t think just dance with me baby. Don’t think just dance with me. Don’t think just dance with me baby. Don’t think just dance with me. Don’t think just dance with me baby. Don’t think just dance with me. Don’t think just dance with me baby. Don’t think just dance with me.



Hit or Miss

Wanna be stupid again. Wanna dance all night when no one is looking. Don’t be shy, get silly with me. Wanna run to the top of this hill. Wanna see this mountain on fire. Lie down with me.

Don’t even know what day it is today. Music to my ears when you say ‘baby it’s okay’. Give me a kiss. Hit or miss. Baby let’s hold on to this.

I got souvenirs of every game we used to play; unopened love letters, a bloody nose, and a broken heart. And I’ll do anything, just give me a chance. Let’s do this again!

Feels good to be young. Hold your lips up to the barrel of a loaded gun. Come on, stay awake. Don’t die on me now! Get rid of that wristwatch. Who needs time when you’ve got love? Get rid of that wristwatch. Who needs love when you’ve got time?



Russian Roulette

You’re my Russian roulette. Your love is my bullet to the head. You’re my cigarette; an addiction that I just cannot quit yet.

This confession means nothing, but I’ll talk anyway, seeing that you don’t have much to say. Interrupted by the radio… Get in the car baby, let’s go. We drive all day, we drive all night. Honey let me out. I think I’m gonna be sick again. I think we’re going nowhere again. We’re going nowhere again!

Let’s move in time to the noise of the city. You look so pretty. Hey baby, what have I done? Why can’t I be your number one? It’s you on the radio. It’s you on TV. You on my mind all the time. It’s you on the radio. It’s you on TV. You on my mind all the time. It’s you on the radio. It’s you on TV. You on my mind all the time. It’s you on the radio. It’s you on TV. You on my mind all the time.

In the city, in the city, why can’t I be what you’re looking for baby? In the city, in the city, why can’t I be what you’re looking for baby?

In the city, in the city, I can be what you’re looking for baby! In the city, in the city, I can be what you’re looking for baby!