demolition lovers

I'd end my days with you, in a hail of bullets

I would drive on, to the end with you

As days fade and nights grow
And we grow cold

All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this
All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this
All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this
All we are, all we are is bullets, I mean this

Our phantoms forever, forever
Like scarecrows that fuel this flame
We're burning forever and ever

Like a bed of roses
There's a dozen reasons in this gun

And in this pool of blood, and as we're falling down
I'll see your eyes, and in this pool of blood
I'll meet your eyes, I mean this forever