She don't lie in bed at night Staring at the ceiling She don't wait to begin She bets on long shots She wants what they've got She skates where the ice thins
[Chorus] On and on, we keep going Crowded like subway cars On and on, to the beat of our noisy hearts our hearts
She was her mother's secret She was daddy's girl She brought weekend boys home in her curls She said, "My love is a fever. Come on, touch my skin. They all think I'm easy, I'm easy, cause I let them win."
To the beat of our noisy hearts
She said, "Pick up the phone Cause I need to feel more alone And your voice drives me crazy."