There's a suit in the basement, boy
A dress in your closet, girl
Dust it off, put it on, we're going out
To make the best of what we had
To make the best of what we had

It turns me on
To hear your song playing
The blacker the heart
The bigger the star you know

I am your star

There's a suit in your coffin, boy
But there is nobody there
There's a dress in your eyelids, girl
But no one to buy it
So dust it off, put it on, we're staying in
I made a meal and we can wear nothing
To make the best of what we had
To make the best of what we had

It turns me on
To hear your song playing
The blacker the heart
The bigger the star you know

I am your star

The way home is never old, never old
The way home is never old, never old
I lost my way
I lost my way every day

It turns me on
To hear your song playing
The blacker the heart
The bigger the star you know

I am your star
I am your star