Oh my god What have you done? It slipped right off The tip of my tongue Flowers burn And then they bloom Shoot out from Beneath the ruins And they turn it Into Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Now it's said I come undone Hold me like I am the one Cracks and holes And scar tissue We're kept together By porcelain glue Babe, Let's turn it into Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise Some kind of paradise