Young Blood (iTunes Originals Version) - Norah Jones

I'll pretend

My heart's not on fire if you steal

My true love's name

Broke down subway

In this city of spires

Tape your picture over his in the frame

We'll imagine

We're sleeping revolvers

Shotgun wedding

In a strange SoHo

Our chambers hold silvery collars

Gun down werewolves wherever we go we

Gun down werewolves wherever we go

Midnight phone calls

In the back of a mustang

Creased white pages torn right from the spine

Kissed my neck with a crooked, cracked fang

You always hoped one day you'd be mine

Threw our fathers

On funeral pyres i'm not sure

That we were playing a game

Busted gasket in a field full of liars

No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame

No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame

Young blood

Young bone

Old ghosts

Go home

Band of gold

With a diamond implied You wrote letters

That you never sent

I made promises

I'll always deny

Now we'll never know what the other meant

Watch is ticking

Like a heartbeat gone berserk

Lost the chance to wind the key

Roosters are nothing

But clucking clockwork

Our fears are only what we tell them to be

Our fears are only what we tell them to be

Drown the last of our matches

Burn the rest of each other

You were strongest when I ached for breath

Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother

Young blood

Young bone

Old ghosts

Go home