Bring the camera
I'll act natural
For you
Set the scene
Somewhere we've been
Pursued in finding
Fold your hands up
It's so candid I
Could build a whole new town
On this mound
Until it's gone
And you're a problem

You should know
You don't have to go
You shoot me
And I'll shoot you
And we can make documentaries too

Shelve the senses
It depends if
You're cool
To set the scene
Somewhere between the rough and winding
Bring the house warm
Under shuddering sky
I'll hold you in my arms
All the stars
Justify us and you're anointed

But you should know
The feelings won't grow
You shoot me
And I'll shoot you
And we can make documentaries too

Yeah, we can make documentaries too baby
Black and blue honey
It's what we do
Uh, table for two?

Yeah, it's you
It's always been you
Or is it me?
I don't know what I should do, well now
Just say you'll come through, my love
You shoot me
I'll shoot you

And we can make documentaries too, too
And we can have fun
And we can stand up
And we can do things the doctor wouldn't like us to do
And we can stay up late
Have fun and wait for tomorrow to break
Work me so hard you
Walk by the shore to keep out of bed at night
I don't really– I don't really know, uh
Oh, yes
Troubled times, troubled times, troubled times