Bar (San Fermin)

Well we followed you like children with our candy and our collars to the Jane In my heavy hands, a bottle nearing empty when you came In August weather And the man behind the counter says he likes to see it wasted on the young, young, young You know I'm one for nothing, but there was a difference It's a thrill like a drug in your arms Make you weep, make you weak when you're young But it's not love When the August sun is rising you can feel it disconnecting with a buzz We'll meet behind in secret, imagine something deeper in the dark In August weather Yeah we steal in the dark like the thieves that we are We steal in the dark, when we lose what we lost, it happens In the dead of the night, all alone with the tigers Wearing the lives we laid out for ourselves In the dead of the night, all alone with the tigers Picking our fights and chasing our tales In the dead of the night, all alone with the tigers Dead of the night night, all alone with the tigers Dead of the night, all alone with the tigers In the dead of the night It's a thrill like a drug in your arm Make you weep, make you weak when you're young I'm the girl with the pearls and the charms I can make you believe for a while But it's not love