| We're indiscreet. | |
| You look and I turn the other way to meet your ghost. | |
| You come pushing it away. | |
| My favorite role's the late night meeting at your door | |
| Nobody knows. My good nature's indisposed. | |
| All of your lovers share their secret time, | |
| While I uncover all of their precious pride. | |
| Our rendezvous' known, | |
| Everyone is shaking to your name. | |
| Our rendezvous' known, | |
| They're all shaking to your name. | |
| And dim the light. I am a stranger passing by. | |
| You wear the heart of the unfortunate at night. | |
| You shoot at the moon. | |
| Watch it as we're hypnotized. | |
| A funeral show. Everyone knows... | |
| something's going to get you tonight. |