A sleepless midnight punkromance

This goes to the sleepless
This goes to the souls with wishes
Oh! This is no song for you lovers
You can sing 20000 others

Come on there it goes again, no!
The heartbreak, the void, the sweat,
Oh oh! Stop! This is where I start to wonder… will your beautiful face burn like a thunder?

death whispered a lullaby
death whispered a lullaby
death whispered a lullaby
and the lullaby is you

bam bam, thank you m’am
bam bam thank you m’am
no guilt for you sir
no tears for you sir
bam bam, thank you m’am
bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No kiss for you sir My life has become Madame Tussaud’s museum
for my private collection of midnight punk romances

death whispered a lullaby
death whispered a lullaby
death whispered a lullaby
and the lullaby is you

bam bam, thank you m’am
bam bam thank you m’am
no guilt for you sir
no tears for you sir
bam bam, thank you m’am
bam bam thank you m’am
no guilt for you sir
no kiss for you sir

My life has become Madame Tussaud’s museum

And you said “honey, could you stay tonight?”
I said “I’m sorry baby, I have to work this time”
and there I go again
Me, my pillow and a terrible TV show

Bam bam, thank you m’am
Bam bam thank you m’am
No guilt for you sir
No tears for you sir
Bam bam, thank you m’am
bam bam thank you m’am
no guilt for you sir
no kiss for you sir

my life has become Madame Tussaud’s museum