Curiosity Killed the Cat

They are truly needed on nights like these
When lungs collapse and hearts become lodged in throats
You make me choke
You make me
You make me choke
Preventing the right words from escaping
It was only a kiss
One fucking kiss
Where did he come from?
This was ours
I have so much love to give and the «dead» need it more than your whore of a
heart does
We drove dead highways into oblivion
Shooting every star with our eyes
Write our names on the glass waiting for any kind of sign
Can you feel it drag across your throat?
We’re so in love