This party is old and uninviting
Participants all in black and white
You enter in full-blown technicolor
Nothing is the same after tonight
If the world would fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here
[Chorus]
Love is a verb
Here in my room [Repeat: x3]
Your love is a verb
Here in my room {Repeat: x3]
You enter and close the door behind you
Now show me the world seen from the stars
If only the lights would dim a little
I'm weary of eyes upon my scars
If the world would fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
Now that you're here
[Chorus]
Tractor beam into your incision
Spinning as free ? vicious world
I came here expecting next to nothing
So thank you for being that kind of girl
Kind of girl [Repeat x10]