Here in My Room

This party is old and uninviting

Participants all in black and white

You enter in full blown technicolor

Nothing is the same after tonight

If the world would fall apart

In a fiction worthy wind

I wouldn't change a thing now that you're here

Yeah, love is a verb here in my room

Love is a verb

Here in my room

You enter and close the door behind you

Now show me the world seen from the stars

If only the lights would dim a little

I'm weary of eyes upon my scars

If the world would fall apart

In a fiction worthy wind

I wouldn't change a thing now that you're here

Yeah, love is a verb here in my room

Love is a verb

Here in my room

Pink tractor beam into your incision

Head spining as free as dervishs' whirl

I came here expecting next to nothing

So thank you for being that kind of girl