Two Lovers

Two lovers holding hands
I’m sure we’ll make it
In a scene set in a frame so plain its lines
Like traces won’t stand out

For two lovers holding hands
Make our love look dead
And two lovers holding hands

The lies I tell you on cold nights
Are never quite as clear
And the clouds they form around themselves
Become and change the atmosphere of

Two lovers holding hands
Make our love look dead
And two lovers holding hands

Two lovers holding hands
Make our love look dead
Two lovers holding hands
Make our love look dead
And two lovers holding hands

Ay ay, ay-oh (bum, bum, bum, ba bum)
Ay ay, ay-oh (bum, bum, bum, ba bum)
Ay ay, ay-oh (bum, bum, bum, ba bum)
Ah, ah, ah
Ay ay, ay-oh (bum, bum, bum, ba bum)
Ay ay, ay-oh (bum, bum, bum, ba bum)
Ay ay, ay-oh (bum, bum, bum, ba bum)
Ay ay, ay-oh (bum, bum, bum, ba bum)
Ah, ah, ah

[Instrumental Break]

Up above a billion lights
Burn bright, burn, burn bright like radios on fire
‘Til we realize that the songs they play are
All old and burned out
As the music falls and bathes our bodies
I hear you say they look like

(Like two lovers holding hands) Two lovers holding hands
So make our love look dead
(Like two lovers holding hands) Two lovers holding hands
Make our love look dead
And two lovers holding
Make our love look dead