Everything i heard that night Would fall into a category Vicious Or as gentle as a lamb Vipers on the bedroom floor Are waiting for the perfect moment In my dreams their fangs close on my hand Our heads are in the clouds and love is a world Where half of us are cool And half of us are cursed No need to explain A small misunderstanding Buried underground We live in a world where Half of us are born And half of us will burn Will you Kill the flame Or light the roman candle Terrible and fascinating Stricken by your charming manner Welcoming the adder to my door Watching program after program Passive as an alligator Gorging at the plate you still want more In a wave and i'm out of breath As i brace for the final curtain And i call out On a wave and it's ten feet tall Fallin down like its second nature Turning backwards