[Intro] Lights out. Records on. Last one awake wins. [Verse 1] The storm rolls in like a movie cue, Blue light flashing on the avenue. You brought a sleeping bag, I brought cherry wine. Now the clock strikes midnight And your hand’s in mine. Pink phone ringing, Nobody there. Black nail polish Drying in the air. You say, “This feels dangerous.” I say, “Probably.” Then you laugh so sweet That the shadows lean in to see. [Pre-Chorus] The record skips. The window creaks. Your lipstick says What your mouth won’t speak. One little kiss, Two hearts thrilled. Three knocks sharp And the whole house stills. [Chorus] Come and spend the night, Pretty little scream queens dressed in black and white. Tell me how you thrill When the lights go out And the whole house stills. Cherry gloss, Bedroom eyes, Satin sheets and alibis. Lock the door, Hold me still— Kiss me like the final girl When the credits roll. [Verse 2] There’s a red light blinking By the bedroom door. There’s a shadow in the hallway That wasn’t there before. You pull me closer Like a dare in disguise. I see the whole damn sequel In the shine of your eyes. Sha-la-la, The floorboards sing. Bang-bang-bang, Let the telephone ring. If the night wants drama, Let the night behave. I didn’t wear this lipstick Just to play it safe. [Pre-Chorus] The record skips. The window creaks. Your fingers slide Between mine beneath the sheets. One little gasp, Two hearts thrilled. Three knocks sharp And the whole house stills. [Chorus] Come and spend the night, Pretty little scream queens dressed in black and white. Tell me how you thrill When the lights go out And the whole house stills. Cherry gloss, Bedroom eyes, Satin sheets and alibis. Lock the door, Hold me still— Kiss me like the final girl When the credits roll. [Post-Chorus] Sha-na-na, Sharp little smile. Stay alive, Stay awhile. Sha-na-na, Blood-red sky. Pretty thing, Don’t close your eyes. [Bridge] Maybe there’s a killer In the garden with a grin. Maybe there’s a siren Where the warning should have been. Maybe every slumber party Needs a scream to make it art. Maybe every final girl Needs another girl’s hand on her heart. So come here. Closer. Let the old floor shake. Let the bassline crawl Like a hand from the lake. If this is the scene Where the good girls run, Then ruin my mascara And call that fun. [Breakdown] Clap-clap. Heel snap. Lights cut. Don’t look back. Knock-knock. Door locked. Heart kick. Tick-tock. Cherry wine. Black lace. Warm breath. Close space. Scream queen. Sharp thrill. Hold tight. Stay still. [Rockabilly Break] Sha-la-la-la, The night looks sweet. Sha-la-la-la, With blood on its teeth. Sha-la-la-la, The record rolls. Kiss me like the final girl When the credits roll. [Final Chorus] Come and spend the night, Pretty little scream queens dressed in black and white. Tell me how you thrill When the lights go out And the whole house stills. Cherry gloss, Bedroom eyes, Satin sheets and alibis. Lock the door, Hold me still— Kiss me like the final girl When the credits roll. Come and spend the night, Pretty little scream queens burning up the light. Tell me how you thrill When the dawn comes in And we’re breathing still. Cherry gloss, Victory eyes, Ripped-up sheets and alibis. Hold me close, Take control— Kiss me like the final girl When the credits roll. [Outro] Lights up. Records dead. Lipstick red. Last one awake wins. Sha-na-na. Roll credits.
