Here in My Room

If only the lights would dim a little
And you enter and close the door behind you
Here in my room, here in my room
If the world were to fall apart
Kind of girl
Here in my room, here in my room
And you enter in full blown technicolor

Nothing is the same after tonight
Kind of girl

Love is a verb here in my room
Now that you're here
Here in my room, here in my room
Love is a verb here in my room
If the world would fall apart
In a fiction-worthy wind

So thank you for being that kind of girl
Kind of girl

Here in my room, here in my room
Now that you're here

Love is a verb here in my room

I wouldn't change a thing
I wouldn't change a thing

In a fiction-worthy wind
Pink tractor beam into your incision
Love is a verb here in my room
Spinning as free as dervishs' whirl
Now show me the world as seen from the stars
I'm weary of eyes upon my scars
I came here expecting next to nothing