I tease my little ashtray With the burning cigarette I don't want to run away I don't even know you yet I got everything you want I can make you feel so wet I'm a little bit in love with you I can take your picture, baby This is the sound of the end of the world Dance with me to the end of the night Be my girl Madness, intellect, audacity Truth and the lack thereof They will kill us all, I've no doubt There are many ways in But there's only one way out There's only one way out There's so many ways in But there's only one way out This is the sound of the end of the world I get lost Can you get lost with me, baby? I get lost Can you get lost with me, baby? I get lost I get lost