If I be the king would you be the queen
I love when you hate to say that you’re unclean
(here before) It’s getting colder
I’ve done this before so let go of my shoulder

It’s getting colder, can you save me from the darkness
I hate when you love to run away from me
(Running away from me, can you see?)
I know every cliché,
So plug me in

I’ve done this before, you know
Now baby, I know every cliché,
So you better plug me in before I get mad