Kill The Light

Maybe on a Sunday night, pop music in the acid light
I remember when your sister died, slow motion on the satellite
I remember I was lying in my bedroom, wishing that a love would come to me
Flesh for fantasy.

We were listening to Thunder Road, "My Little Runaway" hot and cold
There's a lot of ways you could go, I hear you singing on the radio
You say you're leaving, but you know I'm gonna find you
I'm gonna be your suicide, don't kill the light.

It's gonna hit you when the light goes out
They don't even know your name
And there's a lot of kids hanging out
But nobody can touch your fame
It's gonna hit you when the light goes out
They don't even know your name.

So Jenny don't kill the light, I know I said I would, but hey, I lied
I'm gonna meet you on the other side, your boy said he wants you back tonight
He always said I'm gonna love you till I'm crazy
I'm gonna love you till I'm dead, a place to lay my head.

This isn't love, it's not the same
It's like she said "here comes the rain"
And if you want to stay alive
The preacher says you've got to die
Here's the scene you give, I take
Are there pretty girls in Silverlake?
The kind that make a boy forget
That there's nothing really to forget.

Maybe on a Sunday night, pop music in the acid light
I remember when your sister died, slow motion on the satellite
You say you're leaving but you know I'm gonna find you
I'm gonna be your suicide, don't kill the light.