Nightly Youths - Mode Moderne

Get your tail up you nightly youths

to court the eve, unwed, uncouth

glass will break when I tell the truth

we both know what it’s like to be lied to

you’ve been lied to

let your heart out and find your way to me

we’ll dip our tails into the cold dark of the eve

glass will break in an empty room

we both know what It’s like to be lied to

What she wrote was rot, she could not write it right

she was relied upon, you’ve been lied to