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