Prom

Baby
 Tie my wrist before I hit the sun
 Before the backseat
 Blows right out throughout the windows gone
 Now what's this city and who's the people
 Oh alright
 I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
 But I was nearly suicidal before your car arrived
 Moving up to the villas
 Kill a bit of time
 Prom tomorrow night
 Tasting sweet how the wind blows
 But get your head inside
 I need you here alive
 Now what's this city and who's the people
 Oh alright
 I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
 Moving up to the villas
 Kill a bit of time
 Just for one last time
 Now maybe
 This is the last of what there is to feel
 It's only different places
 Poor imitations
 Fucking actors trying to speak like you speak
 Moving up to the villas
 Kill a bit of time
 Prom tomorrow night
 Tasting sweet how the wind blows
 But get your head inside
 I need you here alive
 Now what's this city and who's the people
 Oh alright
 I'm dressed up pretty, real delightful for the night
 Moving up to the villas
 Kill a bit of time
 Just for one last time