These words scare you to death
And painted red were my amends
And there's no ghost in sight
On Navarin street tonight

So in the night was a neon love
That shun down the bedside

In the night, in a heated fight
Came a sign that it was time

Time to lay it down
Into the grown the past that bounds
Bound unto the wrist
So not to risk missing misery's kiss

So in the night was a neon love
That shun down the bedside

In the night, in a heated fight
Came a sign that it was time

It was time, it was time