| Found her with black hair, blue eyes really impressed | 
| Back at her place this time fully dressed | 
| She showed me around some | 
| And i should of been a goner | 
| When i noticed a shrine that was built in my honor | 
| Candles and incense burned in oblivion | 
| Artifacts and photos i almost had a heart attack | 
| I fell thru a trap door and landed on a bed of nails | 
| Flat on my back, yet again and it never fails | 
| She whispered on my neck and the pain went | 
| Away | 
| I opened my mouth but then forgot what i meant to say | 
| I felt rather nervous, and slightly delirious | 
| She said that she loved me and told me that she was serious | 
| Then i went numb, and froze like a dummy | 
| She said «happy birthday» then pointed at her tummy | 
| A cloud swallowed the sun | 
| The hour hand bend | 
| I didn’t know then what any of it meant. | 
| We unscrewed ourselves | 
| And made up new identities | 
| Walked across enemy lines and slaughtered all our enemies | 
| One hundred square feet was that we needed | 
| I threw up my hands because i knew i was been defeated | 
| Promises where thrown around just like confetti | 
| And broken as easily as uncooked spaghetti | 
| Our fuses where short, and we went off like rockets | 
| She gave me a kiss then i emptied my pockets | 
| Nothing to do, but to lay low and hide out | 
| We sought shelter until the fireworks died out | 
| The world was too much for us, made for insomniacs | 
| We played dead or just laid in bed | 
| Destined for escape, we both needed a chance | 
| To go at alone and ride the seat of her pants | 
| Joined at the hips, we took on the dreaded test | 
| Closed our eyes, crossed our fingers and headed west | 
| (Winter's going. and the leaves turn green) |