Dancin' on my own since you cut us in half
Movin' 'round my mind like you're choreographed
Watching you relaxin' at the end of the bed
Wishing you'd relax goin' 'round in my head
When you're really gone then there'll be nothin' to start
No planet big enough to fill the space in my heart
Don't pull us apart, don't pull us apart
Don't pull us apart

Only know the moon 'cause I grew up with his son
No one there was happy but they're all havin' fun
Sometimes think the world is only turnin' on me
Knew right as I said it that you wouldn't agree
Kill the negativity with candles and sage
Work in perfect harmony for minimum wage
Make peace with my rage, make peace with my rage
Make peace with my rage

Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're guns for hire in the Peoples' Republic of Desire
So hot, we start fires in the Peoples' Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers to the Peoples' Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers to the Peoples' Republic, the Peoples' Republic

Went to bed with fear in its very long arms
Tried to fall asleep, felt like a fire alarm
Don't call it a comeback and don't call it a crush
Life can be amazing but it's nothin' on us
Someone call a doctor, I don't feel very well
And there's no point in love if you've got no one to tell
I'm ringin' my bell, I'm ringin' my bell
I'm ringin' my bell

Never gave the joke my permission to land
Thought that it was fresh but all the laughter was canned
Humor doesn't travel but it might need a break
The jokes are getting older, let's just get 'em a cake
Look into the future and there's nobody there
No one that can tell me that my life is unfair
Or answer my prayer, or answer my prayer
Or answer my prayer

Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're guns for hire in the Peoples' Republic of Desire
So hot, we start fires in the Peoples' Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers to the Peoples' Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers to the Peoples' Republic, the Peoples' Republic

We're guns for hire in the Peoples' Republic of Desire
So hot, we start fires in the Peoples' Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers to the Peoples' Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers to the Peoples' Republic, the Peoples' Republic

Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Arni Hjorvar Arnason, Daniel Ledinsky, Freddie Clayton Cowan, Joel Sjoo, Justin James Hayward-Young, Samuel Lawrence Witte, Timothy Andrew Lanham, Yoann Intonti