When all our good friends Are married and pious about the things they did When they were young and loose Look me up, reach out sister I'll be waiting in the chapel With a cigarette and a cocktail just for you Because the weight to make our way To tick the boxes neatly placed I call bullshit, you call bullshit This fleeting wondrous life won't fit And yet Who will I reach for Who will I reach for Who will I reach for When the dark comes in? While our better halves Who cut out our still beating hearts And are pushing strollers like brain dead motors in the park You and I tread a different path Like lightning across the heavens we'll flash Showing only, yes solely what we love Because the weight to make our way To tick the boxes neatly placed I call bullshit, you call bullshit This fleeting wondrous life won't fit And yet Who will I reach for Who will I reach for Who will I reach for When the dark comes in? Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh ooh ooh, ooh Who will I reach for Who will I reach for Who will I reach for When the dark comes in? When the dark comes in? When the dark comes in? When the dark comes in? When the dark comes in? When the dark comes in?