Hold Me Closer

We could be a little colder
 With the cunning of our kind
 We can be as mediocre
 As the heroes of our time
 Imagine your supply of love depends on your demand
 Funny how the look of love depends on where you stand
 Hold me closer
 Closer than a closest friend
 Hold me closer
 Disregard the violins
 Hold me closer
 Closer than an august night
 Closer than close
 In a fight that only two can win
 We could be a little better
 Or we might get a little worse
 We could write ourselves a letter
 About the choice that we prefer
 Funny how reality depends on how you feel
 Or maybe our emotions tend to lean on what is real
 It could be our salvation
 Or maybe it's our curse
 The chronic resurrection
 Of the crimes we want to purge
 Either way there ain't no point in digging up them bones
 We've got the night all to ourselves and nights don't last too long