Kings Of Leon

Lay where you're laying
Don't make a sound
I know they're watching
They're watching
All the commotion
The killing of pain
Has people talking
They're talking
You
Your sex is on fire
Dark of the alley
The breaking of day
Ahead while I'm driving
I'm driving
Soft lips are open
Knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying
And you
Your sex is on fire
And so