I know you thought you were a real operator. But I don't know why. All you had was a bankroll babe. And a glint in your eye. I'm high steppin' like an indian brave. I'm the one Dancing On Your Grave. You know I'm a killer babe. Here's late news for you. You couldn't buy me with a million babe. I'm too good for you. I know you think I'm a real rough trade. Now I'm the one Dancing On Your Grave. One time you was a real high-stepper. On the high trapeze. But you know you ran out of money. Wound up on your knees. I'm the one you never made. Now I'm the one Dancing On Your Grave.