You're tasting sugarBut you don't really knowIf sugar's sweeterSomeplace you shouldn't goTheir cars glide along the sailAs I defend what I won't doLife is short but it takes so long toExplain my point of viewOur own pagan ritualDevolves into nothing newThe lamplighter's glow is goneWhat else is there to doIn a town this sad and lonelyIn aought-sizedOn the coast with youTakin' chancesAre you sureTrue romancesCan endure?? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? . ? ?don't
