text: Well, summer slipped us underneath her tongue
  Our days and nights are perfumed with obsession
  Half of my wardrobe is on your bedroom floor
  Use our eyes, throw our hands overboard
  I am your sweetheart psychopathic crush
  Drink up your movements, still I cant get enough
  I overthink your p-punctuation use
  Not my fault, just a thing that my mind do
  A rush at the beginning
  I get caught up, just for a minute
  But lover, youre the one to blame
  All that youre doing
  Can you hear the violence?
  Megaphone to my chest
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Our thing progresses, I call and you come through
  Blow all my friendships to sit in hell with you
  But were the greatest, theyll hang us in the Louvre
  Down the back, but who cares? Still the Louvre
  Okay, I know that you are not my type 
  Im just the sucker who let you fill her mind 
  Nothing wrong with it, supernatural
  Just move in close to me, closer, youll feel it coasting
  A rush at the beginning
  I get caught up, just for a minute
  But lover, youre the one to blame
  All that youre doing
  Can you hear the violence?
  Megaphone to my chest
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it
  Broadcast the boom, boom, boom, boom
  And make em all dance to it