neon

I could be your muse, I could be your worshipper
Bloodstains on my shoes, but the cameras steal the hurt
My favourite curse

Are we eighteen again
Are we just marvelling
At the slightest things
We can let phone ring
They don’t need to speak to us
Eventually
We’ll all be dust

Waste away the daylight
Waste away the night time
There’s regret in hindsight
But the future’s free
We are salt and water
Add vodka and soda
Eyes drawn to the slaughter
And yet all I see is neon, neon, neon
Neon, neon, neon

I could be your sin, I could be your enemy
Hold you like a pin, bring your body to your knees
Stop begging me

Are we eighteen again
Are we just faking it
A counterfeit
I would live on the run
To see that red and blue
Chase your skin
I’m loving it
I can’t give in

If you’re alive why would you wait for the weekend
Come tonight I’ve got trouble bubbling
I can taste that it’s the perfect moment
To ruin everything
We’ll be running 'til our faces go numb
We’ll be yelling to the world come get some
We’ll get bruises to match the sunset
Dark, pink, wet