Texty: Mona Ray. They Call This Sincerity. You're My (Billy) Idol.

And its all Ive got to tell you what Im thinking about
Like a word or soft or sweet complexion could eradicate all doubt
And send it all away

She says, Lets go, and lets do this one more time
If only for a moment just tonight
And when your heart beats so does mine and I know it
But Baby so should I, but I dont or do I?
You know I dont believe you do

So testing, testing, one, two
The lights are on, the stage is set, and were moving
Oh God were moving
Everyone is watching so dont miss your cue, girl
Its all on you

We move until I cant feel the ground beneath my feet
So stop, stop were running out of breath
Weve been talking for hours and hours on end
In circles, until the words dont mean anything at all