Before the fever Grimes

(Oh-oh, oh-oh)
(Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh)

I tease my little ashtray
With a burning cigarette
I don't want to run away
I don't even know you yet
I got everything you want
I can make it feel so wet
I'm a little bit in love with you
I can take your picture, baby

This is the sound of the end of the world
Dance me to the end of the night, be my girl
Madness, intellect, audacity
Truth and the lack thereof
They will kill us, oh, have no doubt

There are many ways in
But there's only one way out
There's only one way out
There's so many ways in
But there's only one way out

This is the sound of the end of the world