You always have your eye
On the nearest exit
It's true that I, without fail
Will be the first one to suggest it
We'll go singing our junkyard hearts out
Scribble our thoughts down
With an old can of Axel grease
On the subject of war and peace
You'll be saying that you'd betray it all
For a shot at the belle of the ball
That's all it's worth, and I'd do worse
The reality of love in free fall
Hand in loathsome hand
We'll take on the world or
Maybe just f*ck a few more times
You know, the things that love is good for
We'll go dance in our gasoline rainbow
Fluorescent lamp glow
A surrogate moon and sky
Amore between you and I
You'll be saying that you'd betray it all
For a shot at the belle of the ball
That's all it's worth, and I'd do worse
The reality of love in free fall
Junk love
Junk love