Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
New Politics
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Søren Hansen
Composer
David Boyd
Lyrics
JT Harding
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oliver Straus
Recording Engineer
Jon Kaplan
Mixing Engineer
Andy Marcinkowski
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
My cell phone screen is cracked
Vodka bottles in my back
I kiss better when I'm drunk
Sex is best when you not in love
Though we only met
I want to wake up in your bed
Scars are beautiful to me
A heart that beats is a heart that bleeds
[Verse 2]
On with the show the world is our set
I'll play Montague, you'll be Capulet
There's no tragedy tonight we are alive
[Verse 3]
Fall into these arms
And spend the night, na-na-na-na-na
With a stranger like me
Fall into these arms
And spend the night, na-na-na-na
With a stranger like me
[Verse 4]
Let's steal a police car
Like the rocket stars we are
We can drive around
With the head lights off when the sun goes down
No one needs to know
How far that we go
We'll share a cigarette
And we'll blow smoke rings till we have a halo
[Verse 5]
On with the show we so persevere
I'll be your Lancelot Guinevere
There's no turning tonight we are alive
[Verse 6]
Fall into these arms
And spend the night, na-na-na-na-na
With a stranger like me
Fall into these arms
And spend the night, na-na-na-na
With a stranger like me
[Verse 7]
My cell phone screen is cracked
Vodka bottles in my back
And though we've only met
I wanna wake up in your bed
[Verse 8]
Fall into these arms
And spend the night, na-na-na-na-na
With a stranger like me
Fall into these arms
And spend the night, na-na-na-na
With a stranger like me
Written by: David Boyd, JT Harding, Søren Hansen