Let’s reload all of your guns tonightnAnd shoot all the stars out of the skynYou’ll just be like Bonnie I’ll be ClydenAnd decorate your room with all the lies nn(chorus)nSo what do you think there’s a chancenIs there time for romancenAs we outrun the cosmic policenCan we put up a fightnCan we drive through the nightnI don’t know nnLet’s hitch a ride on a constellation trainnAnd stick up every bank along the way nI’ll fall in love with every word you say nAnd pretend that everything’s okaynn(chorus)nnBullets gliding past as we get awaynUnder the cover of the moonlightnReds and blues are painting the vacant skynLooks like we made our escapenWe’re okaynnLet’s keep all of these secrets to ourselvesnAnd lock them up inside the darkest wellnAnd pray that the sky won’t ever tellnThe story of the night the stars all fellnDa da da da da…. n