Monster Boots
Razorlight Lyrics

If lust and longing were all we knew
If all we ever felt was desire and wanting

And love was kissing on the roofing view
If love was just about passionate kisses on rooftops

Of the office workers and their camera phones
With the working class as our audience, documenting our love on their cell phones

My heart would pump to let you know
My heart would race to show you my love

That you could take this song, if it's any good at all
You can have this song, if it's worth anything to you

Hide it somewhere when your new love calls
Conceal it somewhere when your new love is near

And if he asks if you hear his music playing
When he wonders if you can hear his affectionate song for you

Tell him it's the rattling of old bolts and chains
Lie and say those sounds are just rusty bolts and chains, not the melody of another's love

That held your heart in but now you're starting
Those noises once trapped your heart, but now you're moving on

To forget you ever knew me and you won't let me in
To forget you ever had feelings for me and keep me locked out of your life

And you were someone special, and I was too
We were both important to each other

For would you take this song, put it on your wall
Will you hang onto this song and display it proudly

How it went old so quickly but that was long ago
Our love aged quickly, but it was in the distant past

When you could fall in love with every one you know
When the possibilities of love seemed endless

And consume the songs like DNA
Absorb the music as if it was integral to our very being

Cut me open and tell me what they'd say
Examine me deeply and reveal what my emotions ask of you

Pierce my skin with your own elbow
Hurt me with your touch

Stake Sebastian can tell you what he knows about that
An allusion to the character in Bram Stoker's Dracula who was staked through the heart

And how it feels, oh ohh, let me in
Allow me to feel that pain and let me back into your life

She says, break the rules now
She instructs to take a risk and go against traditional norms

Talk like you've got nothing to lose
Speak without fear, as though you have nothing left to give up

Don't dance with nobody else
Stay committed to her and dance exclusively with her

And he's drunk at the wheel again
He's likely intoxicated and behind the wheel of a vehicle

Ooh, must've be somewhere with a monster smile
He must be somewhere happy, pleased with himself

It's way too tight
Their situation is too intense or uncomfortable

She fixing stubs onto her belly
She is attaching piercings or adornments to her midsection

Still she just can't look at no one else
Despite her desire to move on, she's still focused on her past love

While in the basement there is blood on his knees
Imagery of a violent and/or sexual situation in the basement

Turning to see what she would feel
The perpetrator is wondering what his victim is experiencing during their encounter

When everybody has gone home
When they're alone, away from prying eyes

We could just leave this alone, ohh
We could just forget about each other and move on

He could just make it, her [Incomprehensible] in their tongue
He could make her feel something special in a way nobody else can

And she's in a basement crime
She's trapped in a violent and/or sexual situation in the basement

She can't give this much of a fuck again
She can't allow herself to be hurt in such a way again

So she'll go to another with dodgy heels on
She'll find another person, perhaps in a risky or unstable situation

Teach him up not be this much at his hopes
She'll help him improve himself and his prospects

And then just another number on a generation kill
They'll just become another statistic in a dangerous, futile cycle

Dance, dance, too much time to kill
They dance to distract themselves from their problems

And if I see her, I'll tell her you said, hi
If I happen to encounter her, I'll deliver your greeting