Star-crossed love,
glide into my arms,
above the planets
We can stay up all night
Dashboard romantic,
bring your broken heart
to your party
Pretend that no one loves you
So you're an airplane,
flying through the clouds,
back to your daddy
There's been a death in the family
You look real to me,
you're not just a paper doll,
you're a gun-totin' moll,
staring right at the sun,
so cosmopolitan,
yeah I'm really stuck on you,
and that's more than the truth,
You're giving me the warm shaken Glitter of Love
Plastique panic,
wake up somewhere else
screaming b***** murder
Blame it on your mother
Razor sharp,
cutting up your arm
is a bad habit
Hope that someone finds you
You look real to me,
You're Jennifer Jason Leigh,
but you're taller than me,
and you're carrying a gun,
you look like so much fun,
yeah I'm really stuck on you,
and that's more than the truth
Give me the chance to prove my star-crossed love
Be my island,
Be my lighthouse,
in the dark closet
Just look behind the presents
Birthday hands,
tremble with anticipation
Drunken star-crossed love
You look real to me,
the warm shaken glitter of love
will make a man out of me
nothing more to say,
so let's just fly away
yeah I'm really stuck on you,
and that's more than the truth,
You're giving me the warm shaken Glitter of Love
We need to try and pretend we're still in love
Give me the chance to prove my star-crossed love
glide into my arms,
above the planets
We can stay up all night
Dashboard romantic,
bring your broken heart
to your party
Pretend that no one loves you
So you're an airplane,
flying through the clouds,
back to your daddy
There's been a death in the family
You look real to me,
you're not just a paper doll,
you're a gun-totin' moll,
staring right at the sun,
so cosmopolitan,
yeah I'm really stuck on you,
and that's more than the truth,
You're giving me the warm shaken Glitter of Love
Plastique panic,
wake up somewhere else
screaming b***** murder
Blame it on your mother
Razor sharp,
cutting up your arm
is a bad habit
Hope that someone finds you
You look real to me,
You're Jennifer Jason Leigh,
but you're taller than me,
and you're carrying a gun,
you look like so much fun,
yeah I'm really stuck on you,
and that's more than the truth
Give me the chance to prove my star-crossed love
Be my island,
Be my lighthouse,
in the dark closet
Just look behind the presents
Birthday hands,
tremble with anticipation
Drunken star-crossed love
You look real to me,
the warm shaken glitter of love
will make a man out of me
nothing more to say,
so let's just fly away
yeah I'm really stuck on you,
and that's more than the truth,
You're giving me the warm shaken Glitter of Love
We need to try and pretend we're still in love
Give me the chance to prove my star-crossed love