A faster, spooky rockabilly-noir track about a cursed romance. (Verse 1) Put on your leather jacket, step into the night The moon is bleeding in a strange delight We’re speeding down the highway to the old graveyard Playing with a heavy, broken deck of cards Your headlights cut right through the fog (Chorus) And it’s a crimson static on the radio A spooky rhythm from a time ago We’re spinning fast on a vintage loom Dancing a waltz in the gothic gloom Oh baby, don't let me go (Verse 2) You flash a smile that looks a bit too sharp The wind is howling like a phantom harp We pull the Chevy to a sudden stop Where dead men's tears begin to drip and drop Upon the dashboard of our youth (Chorus) And it’s a crimson static on the radio A spooky rhythm from a time ago We’re spinning fast on a vintage loom Dancing a waltz in the gothic gloom Oh baby, don't let me go (Verse 3) The dynamic duo of the midnight hour Two wilted petals on a toxic flower You whisper secrets that I shouldn't hear A retro nightmare that I hold so dear With tape hiss running through my veins (Chorus) And it’s a crimson static on the radio A spooky rhythm from a time ago We’re spinning fast on a vintage loom Dancing a waltz in the gothic gloom Oh baby, don't let me go (Verse 4) I see the future in your rearview glass A sudden crash that happens way too fast But we don't care about the warning signs We love the danger in these dark designs A classic tragedy in black and white (Chorus) And it’s a crimson static on the radio A spooky rhythm from a time ago We’re spinning fast on a vintage loom Dancing a waltz in the gothic gloom Oh baby, don't let me go (Verse 5) The sun is rising but it feels so cold Our little story has been fully told The record ends with a scratching sound As we both sink into the hollow ground Forever locked in forty-five
