Casanova

The games we play
Darkest delights
As old as day
They'll keep you up at night
Oh there's nothing better
These times we get
At times we forget
The friends we made
The lovers on the chain
The strings of my heart
Are played like a violin
Like lovers on the weekend
We got nothing to lose
We got nothing to gain
Oh there's nothing better
Away from the light
We pray to play
And learn to live like we might die
Again and again
Cause one night in your arms
Is never enough Casanova
One lover is no good
It's never enough Casanova
Casanova
The notes you play
Are dark and sublime
As old as day
They keep you up sometimes
Oh there's nothing better
The strings of my love
The strings of my love
Is played like a violin
You like to lie
Oh there's nothing better
I like to believe you
The beat of my heart
The beat of my heart
Is bang like a bongo drum
Tied to your rhythm
I'm tied to your heat
Tied to your rhythm
I'm tied to the beat
Tied to your rhythm
I'm tied to your heat
Tied to your rhythm
I'm tied to the beat
Tied to your rhythm
I'm tied to your heat
Tied to your rhythm
I'm tied to the beat
Cause one night in your arms
Is never enough Casanova
One lover is no good
It's never enough Casanova
Casanova
Cause one night in your arms
Is always better than none