Hold Your Fire – Bad Suns – letras

New York lightsRed wine nightsSpiral stairsClimb three flightsFour hard knocksSwitched on lightsShe says, “Please, I don’t want to cry tonight”Hold your fire, hold your fire, hold your fireHold your fire, hold your fire, hold your fireNo, I’m not at the end of my ropeOn the contraryI’m not at the end of my ropeOver-sized hazel eyesDyed her hairTattooed thighsHold that thoughtTell no liesTell me it’s gonna be alrightShe triesHold your fire, hold your fire, hold your fireHold your fire, hold your fire, hold your fire, yeahNo, I’m not at the end of my ropeOn the contraryI’m not at the end of my ropeOh can’t you seeI’m not at the end of my ropeOn the contraryI’m not at the end of my ropeHold your fire, hold your fire, hold your fireHold your fire, hold your fire, hold your fire, yeahNo, I’m not at the end of my ropeOn the contraryI’m not at the end of my ropeOh can’t you seeI’m not at the end of my ropeOn the contraryI’m not at the end of my rope