Existentialism On Prom Night

when the sun came up we were sleeping in sunk inside our blankets sprawled across the bed and we were dreaming there are moments when i know it and the world revolves around us and we`re keeping it keeping it all going this delicate balance vulnerable all knowing Chorus (sing like you think no one`s listening) you would kill for this just a little bit just a little bit you would kill for this (sing like you think no one`s listening) you would kill for this just a little bit just a little bit you would.... sing me something soft sad and delicate or loud and out of key sing me anything we`re glad for what we`ve got done with what we`ve lost our whole lives laid out right in front of us Chorus sing me something soft sad and delicate or loud and out of key sing me anything