In the nicotine glare of a cold naked light I drag my body from the covers and down forty flights I run out the front door into the center of the street I scream out your name as the steam just swells around my feet I hear you after midnight from the inner city As every little Cinderella turns to drop dead pretty We were built out of the darkness into this West Side Story We came together in the shadows but the moon just steals our glory Well, this is my battleground, baby This is my plaything The only thing Ive ever known Outside of a wedding ring And I swear I heard the night talking Cursing me for being a little more than hopeless Telling me were running lonely, loose and broken Stronger now on passion but havent we really spoken And all we ever do, is listen to the night talking On the burden of insanity, we cant find the cause On a flatbed truck, well, the home girl, she paints her claws Theres a coward who gets his courage under cover of the dark And its a strange breed of the devil, freeze at night to go walking in the park This is my battleground, baby This is my plaything The only thing Ive ever known Outside of a wedding ring And I swear I heard the night talking Cursing me for being a little more than hopeless Telling me were running lonely, loose and broken Stronger now on passion but havent we really spoken And all we ever do, is listen to the night talking This is my battleground, baby This is my plaything The only thing Ive ever known Outside of a wedding ring And I swear I heard the night talking Cursing me for being a little more than hopeless Telling me were running lonely, loose and broken Stronger now on passion but havent we really spoken And all we ever do, oh yeah, is listen to the night talking Oh yeah, oh yeah And I swear I heard the night talking Oh yeah, oh yeah I swear, I swear, I swear I heard the night talking
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