Norah Jones "Young Blood" lyrics

Young Blood

I'll pretend my heart's not on fireIf you steal my true love's nameBroke down subway in this city of spiresTape your picture over his in the frame

We'll imagine we're sleeping revolversShotgun wedding in a strange SoHoOur chambers hold silvery collarsGun down werewolves wherever we goWe gun down werewolves wherever we go

Midnight phone calls in the back of a MustangCreased white pages torn right from the spineKissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fangYou always hoped one day you'd be mine

Threw our fathers on funeral pyresI'm not sure that we were playing a gameBusted gasket in a field full of liarsNo one noticed we set five boroughs aflameNo one noticed we set five boroughs aflame

Young bloodYoung boneOld ghostsGo home

Band of gold with a diamond impliedYou wrote letters that you never sentI made promises I'll always denyNow we'll never know what the other meant

Watch is ticking like a heartbeat gone berserkLost the chance to wind the keyRoosters are nothing but clucking clockworkOur fears are only what we tell them to beOur fears are only what we tell them to be

Drown the last of our matchesBurn the rest of each otherYou were strongest when I ached for breathThrough the thick of smoke we'll finally smother

Young bloodYoung boneOld ghostsGo home

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