Thursday
Telegraph Avenue Kiss
[Intro]
She's the song that you tried to sing
And the note that you couldn't hit
So you locked her up in a music box
Turned the key on all of us
She spins silver strings in the dark
With metal teeth that ring in her heart
When the cover drops
The world just fades

[Pre-Chorus]
Away, away, away from her
Waiting, waiting, waiting for her
To say it:

[Chorus]
K-I-S-S, I'm in distress
I need someone to spell it out:
(You know our love's not unconditional)

[Verse 1]
A book of matches and a cigarette
A love note that you never sent
You can fold it up but you won't forget
You can strike a match but it still might not light
Now I'm the one that's stuck inside
The silver cage, the bird that can't fly away
Clip its wings if it sings of the
[Pre-Chorus]
Way, the way, the way that it hurt
Waiting, waiting, waiting for her
To say it:

[Chorus]
K-I-S-S, I'm in distress
I need someone to spell it out
(You know our love's not unconditional)
These words mean nothing but this
K-I-S-S, signals distress
There's nothing left to talk about
(You know our love's not unconditional)

[Bridge]
Low F-I-D-E-L-I-T-Y (Why) do all love songs turn out this way?
Can't you hear me when I say:
You're in my heart, in my hands
'Round my neck
(You're in my heart, in my hands)
We move like a carousel
Streak lights and mirrors fill our eyes
('Round my neck)
It's time to let this go
Can't stop spinning
(You're in my heart, in my hands)
Around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around, around
('Round my neck)
[Outro]
(You're in my heart, in my hands)
K-I-S-S, I'm in distress
I need someone to spell it out
(You know our love's not unconditional)
('Round my neck)
These words mean nothing to me now