It's far too late for rationality
And I'm far too gone for consequences
So let's spin this just one more time
Shall we?

Now.
I know you're gun-shy
But our odds our 6 to 5
And darlin,
It's about time luck was on our side

Oh! Even the thought of you is lethal
Your touch is a ticking time-bomb
of adolescence and nerve-endings
But I'm reckless and kissed senseless
Like a kamikaze romantic on the broken-hearted frontline
And as you know
I've always liked to live life on the edge
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So just give it a shot
And I'll give you a kiss
(These hearts were made for breaking.)