One look sent knees to the ground

Young bloods can’t be settling down

Young hearts need the pressure to pound

So hold me close, my baby

Don’t lie

I want him to know

Gods’ loves die young

Is he ready to go?

It’s the last time running through snow

Where the vaults are full and the fire’s bold

I want to know — does it bother you?

The low click of a ticking clock

There’s a lifetme right in front of you

And everyone i know

Young turks

Young Saturday night

Young hips shouldn’t break on the ice

Old flames — they can’t warm you tonight

So keep it cool, my baby

Don’t lie

I want him to know

Dial up, three rings and return him his gold

It’s the last time running through snow

Where the vaults are full and the fire’s bold

I want to know — does it bother you?

The low click of a ticking clock

There’s a headstone right in front of you

And everyone I know