Circles start to swallow her
She begins to see through the blur
Reopens her sunburned eyes
Much too late to survive
Romeo needs no second thought
Violence is the best resort
What would I do without you around
There wouldn't be a sound
Take me by the hand
Now darling to your distant land
Montague hearts Capulet
Until the end of time
Finish your pantomime
Her majesty politely sighs
After all these years still surprised
By your brilliant lies
Blood poured down the subway car
Romeo didn't get very far
Anachronistic idiot's dead
Wasn't right in the head
Take me by the hand
Now darling to your twisted land
Montague hearts Capulet
Until the end of time
Got to make this last
Time will heal the past
Candles in the night
Only give a little light
All the rest is smoke and
All the rest is smoke and
Ashes of things we broke
Ashes of things we broke
The rest is smoke and
Ashes of things we broke
Things we broke