This is a story... About the Dirty Blondes It's just starting Yeah! about the Dirty Blondes In the darkness part of the sky a shooting star tears through the night. Bending darkness tall of the sparks it burns the void, trailling white light. Far below with bodies writhinh passions climax, shootinh life, nine months later panic and scream Everybody scream "It will be alright" Yeah When will you realize, realize... Yeah Wgen you can't run, you can't hide And you can hide if you want, but we will always find you... Bright eyed childresn played with the matches, learning faster growing oldder, ran with scissors, loved our lives blood and passion is on the rise Cutting paths onwards-upwards we don't know what it means to fall getting stronger, playing better the Dirty Blondes blazing on the trail Yeah When will you realize, realize... Yeah Wgen you can't run, you can't hide