The screaming was silver, the silence was gold    The skin felt so warm, the blood ran so cold    I felt like a character that dies in the end    The credits roll quickly, the frames blur and blend       the fades were in genius, the cuts were so clean    if i could just realize what they meant to me    what have i done as i'm holding the gun    i murdered this love now, i'm on the run       On the silver screen    ride off in the sunset with me    the curtains would close and the credits would roll    on the silver screen       a fugitive running when bad times arrive    me and my heart wanted dead or alive    send out the hounds to pick up the scent    put up some posters to find where your love went       on the silver screen    ride off in the sunset with me    the curtains would close and the credits would roll    on the silver screen       i pictured a sun setting on a small town    where music was playing on snow covered grounds    the smell of your sweet skin was too much to bare    to reach out and touch, to play with your hair       On the silver screen    ride off in the sunset with me    the curtains would close and the credits would roll    on the silver screen    the curtains would close and the credits would roll    on the silver screen