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Let's fuck until the sun comes up.
Because we haven't got long, but we've got enough.
A night to remember, a day to forget.
(Don't stop until we pirouette.)
I'm no saint; you're no martyr.
One more night playing heart pinata.
How do you say goodbye?
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
The only way we know, the only way we know.
The only way we know, the only way we know.
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
Let's fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Let's fuck until our hearts give up.
It won't be long.
It's hard to remember; I didn't forget.
If our eyes were diamonds then we'd be rich.
Your voice makes my heart skip beats.
So, keep quiet before it quits on me.
Your voice makes my heart skip beats.
So, keep quiet before it flat lines.
Before it flat lines.
I'm dead.
Tell 'em all we're dead.
We can hold the wake right here in this bed.
Sunk into you; tangled in sheets.
Buried in blankets six foot deep.
I'm dead.
Kick it.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Let's fuck until the sun comes up.
Because we haven't got long, but we've got enough.
A night to remember, a day to forget.
(Don't stop until we pirouette.)
I'm no saint; you're no martyr.
One more night playing heart pinata.
How do you say goodbye?
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
(We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen!)
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
(So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads!)
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
(We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen!)
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.
(So come a little closer, tell me those three little words!)
Because we haven't got long, but we've got enough.
A night to remember, a day to forget.
(Don't stop until we pirouette.)
I'm no saint; you're no martyr.
One more night playing heart pinata.
How do you say goodbye?
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
The only way we know, the only way we know.
The only way we know, the only way we know.
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
Let's fuck!
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Let's fuck until our hearts give up.
It won't be long.
It's hard to remember; I didn't forget.
If our eyes were diamonds then we'd be rich.
Your voice makes my heart skip beats.
So, keep quiet before it quits on me.
Your voice makes my heart skip beats.
So, keep quiet before it flat lines.
Before it flat lines.
I'm dead.
Tell 'em all we're dead.
We can hold the wake right here in this bed.
Sunk into you; tangled in sheets.
Buried in blankets six foot deep.
I'm dead.
Kick it.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Let's fuck until the sun comes up.
Because we haven't got long, but we've got enough.
A night to remember, a day to forget.
(Don't stop until we pirouette.)
I'm no saint; you're no martyr.
One more night playing heart pinata.
How do you say goodbye?
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
How do you say goodbye when you've hardly said hello?
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
(We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen!)
So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads.
(So come a little closer, tell me it's all in our heads!)
We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen.
(We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen!)
So come a little closer, tell me those three little words.
(So come a little closer, tell me those three little words!)
Lyrics submitted by xdaysivediedx
Track duration: 04:55
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To me this song is about denial. If you generalize, men are shallow and all they want is sex, but here it's as if he's just 'been' with someone and maybe to her (or both) sex was just sex it was aggressive and wild, and crazy - no meaning, no attachment.
Then when they stop midway and start singing quietly with faint music in the background makes me think that he has a soft side, that to him it means more than just pleasure and kinky fuckery.
The words he says (We're young and in love/heart attacks waiting to happen/ so come a little closer/ tell me those three little words;tell me it's all in our heads) hint that he's denying the fact that it means more than just pleasure and wild sex, but that it actually satisfies his lonely side; it fills the hollow tunnel in him and he doesn't want to let go of her. But since he acts like it means nothing to him, so does she explaining the verse "how do you say goobye when you hardly said hello" (causal sex- hello. shag. go)
It seems that he wants more than just shagging.
The music itself shows the feelings. The aggressive part is the sex, then starts the soft music where he doesn't seem to want her to leave, but she doesn't know for he doesn't ever say it.
Another interesting fact that made me think of this is that the song ends with the sound of what I believe is a violin (correct me if I'm wrong). The next song ('Don't Go') in the album is pretty much a continuation of this one as it sounds as if 'Fuck' didn't stop. Don't Go is - apparently - about losing someone emotionally or physically which hints that maybe he's afraid of losing her although he doesn't really have her.
This is just my opinion, just sharing :)
So RuthLess, it probably was the vocalist as he is on the actual song
(though you probs already knew that)
this song is about young love, one night stands and fucking peoples brains out,
and maybe the calmer but towards the end is the "warm afterglow of shagging someone you know ish"
i mean how do you say goodbye when youve hardly said helo is sureley people ragging each other and then the awkward goodbye in the morning perhaps,
i mean corerulez you are a grade a cock, i dont think your not a hardcore guy but i reckon you one of the metalers who for years stick up their image and as soon as some emo looking kids come along (BMTH) and produce some fucking hardcore slightly different metal you completeley reject them! at the end day its night and oli sykes is a lyrical beast almost on the same level as alex turner ffrom arctic monkeys and the guitar in this new album is melodic heavy and downright fucking wicked!i agree that BMTH have progressed and matured alot, there is less growling the sound is neater more organised yet still has an air of going fucking mental. im not a massive fan of count your blessings and i like some stuff of suicide season im not a hardocre metal guy i love my indie punk rock and i like music that sunds good to me and i cant understand much from CYB but this is awesome so much clearer yet still quite disgusting and agresive. BMTH rule and if you dont like their lyrics why are you reading them.
this song is about young love, one night stands and fucking peoples brains out,
and maybe the calmer but towards the end is the "warm afterglow of shagging someone you know ish"
i mean how do you say goodbye when youve hardly said helo is sureley people ragging each other and then the awkward goodbye in the morning perhaps,
i mean corerulez you are a grade a cock, i dont think your not a hardcore guy but i reckon you one of the metalers who for years stick up their image and as soon as some emo looking kids come along (BMTH) and produce some fucking hardcore slightly different metal you completeley reject them! at the end day its night and oli sykes is a lyrical beast almost on the same level as alex turner ffrom arctic monkeys and the guitar in this new album is melodic heavy and downright fucking wicked!i agree that BMTH have progressed and matured alot, there is less growling the sound is neater more organised yet still has an air of going fucking mental. im not a massive fan of count your blessings and i like some stuff of suicide season im not a hardocre metal guy i love my indie punk rock and i like music that sunds good to me and i cant understand much from CYB but this is awesome so much clearer yet still quite disgusting and agresive. BMTH rule and if you dont like their lyrics why are you reading them.
So, it appears that the song is bashing underage sex and sluttiness in general.
Great song, the end is awesome.