She says she's no good with words but I'm worse. Barely stuttered out. "A joke of a romantic " or stuck to my tongue. Weighed down with words too overdramatic. Tonight it's "it can't get much worse". Vs. "no one should ever feel like... ". I'm two quarters and a heart down. And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds. These words are all I have so I write them. So you need them just to get by. Dance dance. We're falling apart to half time. Dance dance. And these are the lives you love to lead. Dance this is the way they'd love. If they knew how misery loved me. You always fold just before you're found out. Drink up its last call. Last resort. But only the first mistake. I'm two quarters and a heart down. And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds. These words are all I have so I write them. So you need them just to get by. Why don't you show me the little bit of spine. You've been saving for his mattress love. Dance dance. We're falling apart to half time. Dance dance. And these are the lives you love to lead. Dance this is the way they'd love. If they knew how misery loved me. Why don't you show me the little bit of spine. You've been saving for his mattress. I only want sympathy in the form of you crawling into bed with me. Dance dance. We're falling apart to half-time. Dance dance. And these are the lives you love to lead. Dance this is the way they'd love. Dance this is the way they'd love. Dance this is the way they'd love. If they knew how misery loved me. Dance dance. Dance dance. Dance dance. Dance dance