Serenade
The night runs out
As the moment fades we're wearing down
Celebrate
I don't know how
I can keep this up, keep you around
As long as it tastes so bittersweet
I'm sorry Louise
I didn't me it
Louise, I need a favor
Let go of my hand I won't lead you around
Oh please, Louise
Self-esteem eludes your reach
So the Maybelline becomes a routine
Do you believe geography
Is the chemistry in our tragic scene?
As long as it tastes so bittersweet
I'm sorry Louise
I didn't me it
Louise, I need a favor
Let go of my hand I won't lead you around
Oh please, Louise