Waltzing down Christopher Street with a tall can
Fuck the police! You screamed, right into the lawman
I've never wanted to take my clothes off so much
We almost did, but you fell asleep watching Roma
I thought about saving all your empty cans
Was gonna make a sculpture, but I'm shit with my hands
They shake so much, you're sweet to say you don't notice
So I'll make-believe that it's make-believe
when you hold his
If you could hold me now, you can leave me later
Give me just one day
If you kiss me now, you can kill me later
I will even say
In the note they find, that I loved you, anyway

I can never walk that street again
I can never walk that street again
I can never walk that street again
I can never walk that street again
I can never walk that street again
I can never walk that street again
I can never walk that street again