Let me hold all of your guns tonight
And shoot all the stars out of the sky
You'll be just like Bonnie, I'll be Clyde
And decorate your room with all the lies

So what, do you think there's a chance
Is there time for romance
While we outrun the cosmic police
Can we put up a fight
Can we drive though the night
I don't know

Let's hitch a ride on a constellation train
And stick up every bank along the way
I'll fall in love with everything you say
And pretend that everything's okay

So what, do you think there's a chance
Is there time for romance
While we outrun the cosmic police
Can we put up a fight,
Can we drive though the night
I don't know

Bullets gliding past as we getaway
Under the calm of the moonlight
Reds and blues are painting the vacant sky
Looks like we've made our escape
We're okay

Let's keep all of these secrets to ourselves
And lock 'em up inside the darkest well
And pray that the sky won't ever tell
The story of the night the stars all fell