Knife Fight

I woke up thinking about the knife fight
I saw in Istanbul
The fellas left together laughing and bleeding
Oh, and the moon is full
It all happened in the Little Wing Café

It's easy to find
Just follow the sound of backwards guitars and screaming
And there you are
But why is it on my mind?

Is it 'cause we
Communicate disastrously?
I want you, I love you, I need you
What's that supposed to mean?

We burn so very, very brightly
Scares me to death
Is this our Chandrasekhar limit?
Oh, say it under your breath
Next time I drive you to distraction
Let's pack up a flask

And we'll park in the mist
By the yawning abyss
And list all of the stupid shit
We've ever said to each others
And laugh

Even when we
Communicate disastrously
I want you, I love you, I need you
Yeah

Hallelujah, buy us a pint
Hallelujah, buy us a pint
Hallelujah, buy us a pint
Hallelujah, buy us a pint

Hallelujah, buy us a pint
Hallelujah, buy us a pint (Hallelujah)
Hallelujah, buy us a pint
Amen

Woo, woo
Something for me
Something for me
Woo, woo