This party is old and uninviting
Participants all in black and white
You enter in full blown technicolour
Nothing is the same after tonight

If the world would fall apart
in a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
now that you're here

your love is a verb
here in my room (x3)
yeah, love is a verb
here in my room (x3)

you enter and close the door behind you
now show me the world as seen from the stars
If only the lights would dim a little
I'm wary of eyes upon my scars

If the world would fall apart
in a fiction-worthy wind
I wouldn't change a thing
now that you're here

your love is a verb
here in my room x3
your love is a verb
here in my room x3

pink tractorbeam into your incision
head spinning as free as dervish's wheel
I came here expecting next to nothing
so thankyou for being that kind of girl
that kind of girl...x10