[Verse 1]
Dancing on my own since you cut us in half
Moving 'round my mind like you're choreographed
Watching you relaxing at the end of the bed
Wishing you'd relax going 'round in my head
When you're really gone, then there'll be nothing to start
No planet big enough to fill the space in my heart
Don't pull us apart, don't pull us apart, don't pull us apart

[Verse 2]
Only know the moon 'cause I grew up with his sun
No one there was happy, but they're all having fun
Sometimes think the world is only turning on me
Knew right as I said it that you wouldn't agree
Kill the negativity with candles and sage
Work in perfect harmony for minimum wage
Make peace with my rage, make peace with my rage, make peace with my rage

[Pre-Chorus]
Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
We're guns for hire in the People's Republic of Desire
So hot, we start fires in the People's Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers to the People's Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers to the People's Republic, the People's Republic
[Verse 3]
Went to bed with fear in its very long arms
Tried to fall asleep, felt like a fire alarm
Don't call it a comeback and don't call it a crush
Life can be amazing, but it's nothing on us
Someone call a doctor, I don't feel very well
There's no point in love if you've got no one to tell
I'm ringing my bell, I'm ringing my bell, I'm ringing my bell

[Verse 4]
Never gave the joke my permission to land
Thought that it was fresh, but all the laughter was canned
Humour doesn't travel, but it might need a break
The jokes are getting older, let's just get 'em a cake
Look into the future and there's nobody there
No one that can tell me that my life is unfair
Or answer my prayer, or answer my prayer, or answer my prayer

[Pre-Chorus]
Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
We're guns for hire in the People's Republic of Desire
So hot, we start fires in the People's Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers to the People's Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers to the People's Republic, the People's Republic
[Chorus]
We're guns for hire in the People's Republic of Desire
So hot, we start fires in the People's Republic of Desire
Leading suppliers to the People's Republic of Desire
We're frequent flyers to the People's Republic, the People's Republic

[Pre-Chorus]
Take a vow of devotion
And invade my emotion
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah