COME ON! 
just grab my hand baby 
sitting down is giving up 
just this once baby 
shutting up is giving in 
pry those petals from their wet walls 
so we can hit the floor 

it's the rhythm of rebellion 
a reason for celebration 
let the volume do the talking 
with the force of an explosion 

come on and place those 
nervous palms in mine 
we'll drive the fear from both our frames 
sending bitten bullets through those bitter pills 
in an unexpected plot twist 

you've stunned me with a kiss 
that felt like a runaway wrought iron fist 
don't hang the dj yet 
this song deserves a second spin 
if you feel the need 
switch those lips to repeat 
before the needle leaves the surface 
and the night has left us speechless 

we'll go home when we've burnt yours 
dancing amongst the cinders with your daughters 
buried regrets in all the rubble 
the friction in the scheme of things.