in the pit of my chest i can feel it coming
i can feel my fingers running up and down the glass
in the back of my throat tastes like fire mixed with ash
you don't have to say much
can't you see by my face it's no ordinary night
dipped in ink and instinct
i know exactly what you like
underneath the cloak of night
with our lips i'll stay in the light
nothing's safe when we're undressed
but tonight feels beneath the rest
watching all my rules go up in smoke