Cliff

[Verse 1] What would you say if I told you I was outside Of your window looking in? How would you feel if I told you I could read your mind And I know just what you did? Oh, would you run, would you fight, would you kiss me? Oh, is it wrong, is it right, is it just me Or are we driving over a cliff? [Verse 2] Does this smell like chloroform to you? It's a new perfume I’m trying Oh, won't you come home? Meet me in the darkroom I can expose you better with no lighting Would you run, would you fight, would you kiss me? Oh, is it wrong, is it right, is it just me Or are we driving over a cliff? [Chorus] I've got you in the trunk of your own car And we’re gonna fly Dancing with the devil, both feet on the pedal Nobody's gonna hear you cry Don't mess with crazy bitches The whole town told you but you just didn't listen and now I've got you in the trunk of your own car And we're gonna fly right over [Verse 3] How would you feel if I showed you the road ahead If you knew what I'm 'bout to do? Bottle in my right hand, cigarette in my left I keep them at ten and two Didn’t you believe me when I said I love you to death Maybe you forget who’s always left If you only knew this was the end Got me wondering Would you run, would you fight, would you kiss me? Oh, is it wrong, is it right, is it just me Or are we driving over a cliff? [Chorus] I've got you in the trunk of your own car And we’re gonna fly Dancing with the devil, both feet on the pedal Nobody's gonna hear you cry Don't mess with crazy bitches The whole town told you but you just didn't listen and now I’ve got you in the trunk of your own car And we're gonna fly right over a- [Bridge] It's happening now, times running out We're flying through the air my darlin' Don't, no, don't be scared Now we have forever to figure it out Soon as we hit ground We're gonna start a brand new story Oh, over the edge Gonna take you there Mm, gonna take you there Oh, yeah Gonna take you there, ah, yeah [Chorus] I've got you in the trunk of your own car And we're gonna fly Dancing with the devil, both feet on the pedal Nobody's gonna hear you cry Don't mess with crazy bitches The whole town told you but you just didn't listen and now I've got you in the trunk of your own car And we're gonna fly right over a-