| Men hold cabinets | |
| Women, covens | |
| Replace your pets before I throw them in the ovens | |
| How could we foresee getting so high? | |
| I never knew you'd ever be so low | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| Cool and calm, I pluck fruit from my palm | |
| And now I swear I'm never gonna see the lights now | |
| How many decrepit Spanish holidays | |
| Does it take before you blow it all away? | |
| Summers throw you, I know you | |
| I swear I'm never gonna see the lights now | |
| Spent our days in winter caves | |
| Where things they tend towards frozen | |
| Not an ideal spot for suffering fools so gladly | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| You don't need to know | |
| I don't need to tell you | |
| Films are forgettable, songs aren't |