Don't you know the world is ending soon?
It's in the paper now.. they sold the moon
But my girl has been bad
And I'm afraid that she won't fit into his plans
Oh no, she forgot to wash her hands
So when God comes, tell him I'm on the phone
With something more beautiful
Then he will ever have the chance to know
And if God burns all his dirty kids
Then we'll watch the stars move closer everytime we kiss
This is a time when you can still come clean
Though it never pays to force such hygeine
But there's no love in space
That could take the place of how a sinful little face
Makes me want to give up the human race
So if God wants to go an be like this
Then we'll watch the stars move closer everytime we kiss
I'd rather die than have to miss this..
Time with you, inside your room
Where the morning always comes too soon
Oh, I'd rather stay here and watch the world die with you
So when God comes tell him I'm on the phone
With something more beautiful
Then you will ever have the chance to know
And if God burns all his dirty kids
Then we'll watch the stars move closer everytime we kiss
I'd rather die than have to miss this
