this is really only all we have: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light. You had the coldest eyes and the softest touch: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light. These typed letters, beneath me. Fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough and maybe things will turn out fine. Hide behind your crystal screen and blow kisses at me. Remember what we said wouldn?t happen? Write your name on my chest in kerosene. Spark a match and you will never be cold again. this is really only all we have: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light. You had the coldest eyes and the softest touch: day time, twilight, pitch black, night light. Gag and destroy me bay-bee. I have a large collection of thunder that I stole from your window sill.