| Song | Lover’s Day |
| Artist | TV on the Radio |
| Album | Dear Science, |
| Oh, but the longing is terrible | |
| A wanton heart under attack | |
| I wanna love you all the way off | |
| I wanna break your back | |
| And color off all that's hysterical | |
| Travels along your bones | |
| Just to be near you, suckin’ your skin | |
| Not gonna leave you alone | |
| Yes, here of course there are miracles | |
| A lover that loves that's one | |
| Groomed with the laughter, ecstatic disaster | |
| Come let's arouse the fun | |
| We could build an engine out of all your rising stars | |
| Tear apart the apart, we seem to think we are | |
| Call off work let's lay | |
| Call it lovers day, call it lovers day | |
| Give me the keys to your hiding place | |
| I'm not gonna tear it apart | |
| I'm gonna keep you weak in the knees | |
| Try to unlock your heart | |
| You're gonna turn me animal | |
| You're gonna turn me dumb | |
| Kiss in the night bringing the light | |
| You're like the rising sun | |
| I hunger for you like a cannibal | |
| Not gonna let you run | |
| I'm gonna take you, | |
| I'm gonna shake you | |
| I'm gonna make you cum | |
| Swear to God it'll get so hot, it'll melt our faces off | |
| Then we can see the you the me beyond mirror outside clock | |
| Held naked in the light, held gently, held tight | |
| So soft, get off, get off | |
| Ball so hard we'll smash the walls | |
| And break the bed and crash the floors | |
| Don't stop to laugh and scream | |
| And have the neighbors call the cops | |
| Till all the eyes have seen our fire play | |
| Can't forget, you mark it down | |
| Call it lovers day | |
| Yes, here of course there are miracles | |
| Under your sighs and moans | |
| I'm gonna take you, | |
| I'm gonna take you | |
| I'm gonna take you home | |
| I'm gonna take you home | |
| I'm gonna take you home | |
| I'm gonna take you home | |
| I'm gonna take you home |
| Oh, but the longing is terrible | |
| A wanton heart under attack | |
| I wanna love you all the way off | |
| I wanna break your back | |
| And color off all that' s hysterical | |
| Travels along your bones | |
| Just to be near you, suckin' your skin | |
| Not gonna leave you alone | |
| Yes, here of course there are miracles | |
| A lover that loves that' s one | |
| Groomed with the laughter, ecstatic disaster | |
| Come let' s arouse the fun | |
| We could build an engine out of all your rising stars | |
| Tear apart the apart, we seem to think we are | |
| Call off work let' s lay | |
| Call it lovers day, call it lovers day | |
| Give me the keys to your hiding place | |
| I' m not gonna tear it apart | |
| I' m gonna keep you weak in the knees | |
| Try to unlock your heart | |
| You' re gonna turn me animal | |
| You' re gonna turn me dumb | |
| Kiss in the night bringing the light | |
| You' re like the rising sun | |
| I hunger for you like a cannibal | |
| Not gonna let you run | |
| I' m gonna take you, | |
| I' m gonna shake you | |
| I' m gonna make you cum | |
| Swear to God it' ll get so hot, it' ll melt our faces off | |
| Then we can see the you the me beyond mirror outside clock | |
| Held naked in the light, held gently, held tight | |
| So soft, get off, get off | |
| Ball so hard we' ll smash the walls | |
| And break the bed and crash the floors | |
| Don' t stop to laugh and scream | |
| And have the neighbors call the cops | |
| Till all the eyes have seen our fire play | |
| Can' t forget, you mark it down | |
| Call it lovers day | |
| Yes, here of course there are miracles | |
| Under your sighs and moans | |
| I' m gonna take you, | |
| I' m gonna take you | |
| I' m gonna take you home | |
| I' m gonna take you home | |
| I' m gonna take you home | |
| I' m gonna take you home | |
| I' m gonna take you home |