Friends

Love counts in three’s
Baltimore cracks under the weight of the trees
The radiator kneels before me
And I can see why they can’t see
Love, anymore
It’s only in your eyes I see, the blues
Dresses will slip, on and off of my skin
Angora wet dreams that’s where I’ve been
It’s only in your eyes you see
Numbers are stepping in
Well, I’ll make the first move
Celebration apart from when the engines are running and I’m feeling the deep
burn
I’m feeling the deep burn, feeling the deep burn
You, are not you
Ultra slim in photo booth
Let’s get together, then pull away
Does a pretty girl make everything OK?
NO!
Yeah, we’ll you’re mine now
Numbers are stepping in,
I’ll make the first move
Celebration apart from when the engines are running and I’m feeling the deep
burn,
I’m feeling the deep burn, feeling the deep burn
Numbers are stepping in
I’ll make the first move
No, I’ll make the first move