Lyrics

We enter rooms at midnight With packages of lusts and stuff that no one could size up This is not just a picture fixture encapsulated in your mind It's a perfect romantic moment captured in time No we are no sin The room had burn holes with chemicals That only medical tape could prescribe And the walls had holes with souls that no one could describe I'd like to think that maybe pieces of us are still there It all went out the window when I saw you go...no we are no sin So I took a souvenir, one that I gave to to you And the other was put in my pocket till a wax judge would appear Do you take the oath to commit and submit, I do It sure was a night Placing ourselves in our own graves It sure was a night