Karaoké Dying to Love Bad Omens

Driving home with nowhere to be

Passing ghosts that tire of sleep

Blurry faces staring at me

They're staring but they don't see a thing

Well I've been dying to love

Dying to love, dying to love

One more second's enough

Second to love, second to love

I've been dying to love

Dying to love, dying to love

One more second's enough

Second to love, second to love

Stepping stones that bloody your feet

Sirens holding flowers of teeth

They call your name from ivory streets but Heaven isn't quite what it seems

I've been dying to love

Dying to love, dying to love

One more second's enough

Second to love, second to love

I've been dying to love

Dying to love, dying to love

One more second's enough

Second to love, second to love

They circle over the stain

Feel my essence slipping away

Waiting their turn for a taste

Taste

So tell me how does it taste

And was it all worth the wait

So was it worth what it takes

I've been dying to love

Dying to love, dying to love

I've been dying to love

Dying to love, dying to love

One more second's enough

Second to love, second to love

I've been dying to love

Dying to love, dying to love

One more second's enough

Second to love, second to love