

(whoaa-yeah) Static on the radio dial
You step across the room with a crooked smile
Tension cutting through the air
We're burning down the house and we don't care
I feel the heat begin to rise No more games and no
disguise Take the wheel,
take the crown We are never going down
Pull my breasts close to your chest
Put our wild hearts to the test
Take the lead and set me free
This is how it has to be (yeah-yeah!)
Flicker in the candlelight
We're turning every wrong into a right
Gravity has lost its hold
We are writing stories in the bold
I feel the heat begin to rise No more games and no
disguise Take the wheel,
take the crown We are never going down
Pull my breasts close to your chest
Put our wild hearts to the test
Take the lead and set me free
This is how it has to be (ooh-yeah)
(screaming guitar)
Close to your chest
We put it to the test (whoaaa)