Over and under
Round and round
Swaying in your arms
Not breaking the sound
Your skin turned cold
As well as your eyes
Missing your touch
Catching on to your lies
Is there more to the story?
Am I the only one?
Can you hear the music
Or is the song done?
We weave through the mess
Like we do through the crowd.
Then the dance stopped
And the silence was loud.
I knew in that moment
That your love was gone.
I knew I should run
But I wished for the song.
We had sinned and lied.
We wrecked what we had.
But I told myself
It wasn't that bad.
What is the matter?
Did I miss a step?
Did I turn the wrong way?
Is there nothing left?
Once in a while,
I think we're okay.
Then I hear all the harsh things
That you have to say.
You danced with another.
Was my guess right?
You pretend I'm not there.
You don't hold me at night.
Is it my fault?
Was my guess wrong?
Is our dance over?
Are you tired of the song?
This is what I get
For dancing your dance.
I found the devil in you.
I faltered in my steps.
I found the devil in love.
I dance to nothing these days
Because the devil is here and gone
With harsh things to say.
