Petit Mort

You don't know what you do to me

I cannot speak

I cannot sleep

One more touch and I fall apart

There goes my beer

There goes my heart

Upside down in the afternoon

I'm going back

I'm consumed

One more kiss and I start to reel

I want to take

I want to steal

You and me

Are the ones

Who will know when it's done?

And if it's real?

Then you'll know

When I go

Just let go

I tried too many in a local bar

We had some drinks

We trashed your car

You touched my thigh in the underlights

You smiled and said

"This is our chance"

They tried to save me

But it was no good

It's just a shadow where I stood

Whatever happens in the afterworld

You'll always be my summer girl