I’ve been working in the empty bedroom
Where your roommate used to live
You’ve been sleeping with the TV running
Waiting for me to come in

Before the panic’s done
I come and wake you up
Another 5 AM
Losing my shit again

We’ve been living on cheap home dinners
And gas station food
Driving out to your parent’s place
When your sister’s out of school

I’ll be your loaded gun
I’ll be your only one
I’ll be your shaking hand
I’ll be your last dance

I’ll be your setting sun
Learn how to cry for fun
A lover ‘till the end
And be your closest friend

Another lipstick tube
That looks so good on you
Before the panic’s done
Come on and wake me up

Another bloody kill
Set to a silent film
You turned the TV on
Now summer’s come and gone

Got onto something new
To repossess your blues
Another panic song
And sirens all night long