Beginnings — текст песни (Our Last Night)

There`s something about the scent of gasoline;
its an addiction to the crime scene.

The way the light seems to shine on everything
right before the sirens sound.

We`ve been through this before,
and this is textbook manipulation.

But darling, I`ve heard more convincing excuses from red hands.
Its been a long night she said before I hit the lights.
This is passion where you least expect it; a kind of beauty.

A sickening concern. I`ve fallen into the open arms of a stretcher
from a second story window.

Someone once said that love overcomes all things. That someone
didn`t know you.