Lovers in the basement sipping on a cola

their friend goes in to see them 

but they don't have to be afraid

I go down the stairwell

I stare at the stairwell

I stare at the girl.

you just have to be who you are

There's no room for liars

there's no room for liars

there's no need for fires 

so I won't have to go outside

No one can believe

no one can believe

no one can believe I'm a voyeur.

There is no room for voyeurs

there's only room for disaster

there's only room for you and me

Frances' only sixteen

she's only sixteen 

but she's (either sold out or sewn up)