So erotic with intoxicated tenderness
So exotic with a taste for surplus medicine
See triple sixes in the streetlights glow
It’s all been said and done
Gone before you know

Then you ask me “when are you coming home?”
Doesn’t matter I’m sitting right there

With the setting sun
We’ll offer all our arrogance
With the setting sun
To reach our own ends
When all is said and done
We’ll pray for benevolence
With the setting sun
We’ll call to mind our sins
As our heads are sinking under