Some people talk to angels Some people talk to themselves I don’t know who you’re talking to Everything you say makes me want you
You are a novel in a sea of magazines You make me nervous, you make my heart beat You are red in a sea of black and white You are fire, you are dynamite
Some people try to change the world Some people just stay alive I don’t know what you’re living for Everything you do makes me want more
You are a novel in a sea of magazines You make me nervous, you make my heart beat You are red in a sea of black and white You are fire, you are dynamite
You are a novel in a sea of magazines You make me nervous, you make my heart beat You are red in a sea of black and white You are fire, you are dynamite You are fire, you are dynamite You are fire, you are dynamite