Meet Me Tonight

Meet me tonight, at a quarter past 8
Destiny awaits us 
We can't afford to be late

Don't say what for, don't act like you're glad
You know we have no choice
It's either this, or go mad

The truth remains, that love is tough
It's seldom the answer   
But we must pretend it's enough

It'll be foul, but it'll never be known
I only ask you this 
'Cause I can't do it on my own:

Grab a shovel, help me dig the grave.

God knows we ain't pretty
Let's see if we're brave

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