Just for fun, my vibrant one, grow old
With dying suns, my vibrant one's grown cold
You grow cold as you wait for me in the night, as you struggle
You'll wait for me, for you asked for trouble
We're not done, my trembling one, be still
Till I come parading back in red frills with black thrills for you
Wait for me in the night as you struggle
You'll wait for me, for you asked for trouble
Don't take tears in your dress seriously
Don't take wounds in my chest seriously, and
Desperately, I beg you
Wait for me in the night, as you struggle
You'll wait for me, for you asked, begged for trouble
You'll wait for me, for you asked, begged for trouble
Don't take tears in your dress seriously
Just wait
