Tonight we’re falling
We’re drawn into the songs they sing
We wonder how
We keep from bursting into flames
You’re dynamite
You’re cyanide
You’re a bullet throught my head
The night is dark
It wraps us up in its arms
The stars are bright
But oh-so-far away from us
You’re dynamite
You’re cyanide
You’re a bullet through my head
And when we hurt like this
Throught all the sorrow
The bitter sweet taste of each other
Who cares if there is another?
We listen low
To the sound of the radio
We can’t go back
To what we were moments before
You’re dynamite
You’re cyanide
You’re a bullet through my head
And when we hurt like this
Through all the sorrow
The bitter sweet taste of each other
Who cares if there is another?
And when we hurt like this
There’s no tomorrow
The salt, sweet taste of each other
Who cares if there is another?