Perfect Match

Dev · The Night The Sun Came Up [2011]

I don't know who you are

Or who you believe to be

But I, I like what I see

And, you don't gotta be on movie screens

Cause god damn boy

You're for me

And don't call me a star

In these old denim jeans

You are that thing that's setting me free

So, stay the night

Talk to me

Let's have a dream

Boy, get lost with me



When you need to breathe I'll make your heart beat twice as fast

Like a cigarette and I will be your perfect match



Woah-oah-oah, perfect match

Woah-oah-oah, perfect match



I wanna stay up late

And laugh a few all night

Story tell about both of our lives and

We can lay side by side

Boy, hold on for the ride

One night

You know I love your style and the taste of your bittersweet smile

Won't you scream with me?

A little nightmare and a dream with me



When you need to breathe I'll make your heart beat twice as fast

Like a cigarette and I will be your perfect match



Woah-oah-oah, perfect match

Woah-oah-oah, perfect match



Whispers, calling, falling

Don't let me

I have just a spark left

Let me up and I'll set us both free



So close your eyes

Close your eyes