Surrounded by the revelers, we were the only two for miles Eroticism is Dead Verse 1 He loved her dimples and her smile and her fingers and her hair He knew what kind of socks she liked and he ordered her a pair He climbed five miles up a mountain with a bottle of champagne Her body took his breath but he loved her for her brain And as they fell into the bed that night, he wanted to make her feel like a queen But that's not what she wanted - she wanted to be demeaned Chorus ‘Cause She don't know that "sexy" is not sexuality She don't know a kiss can jolt like electricity She just knows about one-night stands and hookups in the bed ‘Cause nothing's special anymore, and eroticism is dead Verse 2 Before raunch and porn and Tinder, before twerking replaced dance Lots of couples couldn't catch their breath just from holding hands But now everything's a given and nothing is taboo Psychosexually, they're dead, they're just bodies on the move He spent his whole day lighting candles, and picking out the perfect rose But when he told her she was gorgeous, she said she'd rather be called a hoe Part B We went to watch the fireworks, they filled up the whole sky I felt them booming in my chest, brought a tear into my eye Wet shoes, the dew, held hands with you If only our friends knew They "skipped the hassle" stayed at home in their laptops' glow No blankets, baskets, traffic jams - just Command + T and a built-in show Alone, a yawn, but with a song The night won't feel so long The dew If only our friends knew If only our friends knew In only our friends knew Verse 3 There were stars exploding all around, piercing through the night Fireflies were in the foreground, with lightning on the right I could taste it smell it feel it as they blazed across the sky But my favorite thing of all was the reflection in your eyes Surrounded by the revelers, we were the only two for miles The way you brushed hair from my shoulder, the way you made me smile The only two for miles Alone, till dawn, held in your arms If only our friends knew If only our friends knew Outro There’s something they’ve not felt before -- it doesn’t have to be dead
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