The Louvre

Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue

Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession

Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor

Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard

I am your sweetheart psychopathic crush

Drink up your movements, still I can't get enough

I overthink your punctuation use

Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do

A rush at the beginning

I get caught up, just for a minute

But lover, you're the one to blame

All that you're doing

Can you hear the violence?

Megaphone to my chest

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Our thing progresses

I call and you come through

Blow all my friendships

To sit in hell with you

But we're the greatest

They'll hang us in the Louvre

Down the back, but who cares—still the Louvre

Okay I know that you are not my type

(Still I fall)

I'm just the sucker who let you fill her mind

(But what about love?)

Nothing wrong with it

Supernatural

Just move in close to me, closer, you'll feel it coasting

A rush at the beginning

I get caught up, just for a minute

But lover, you're the one to blame

All that you're doing

Can you hear the violence?

Megaphone to my chest

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it

Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom

And make 'em all dance to it