I dance while I play
The band how they stare
My eyes on your chest and on his eyes
I'm keeping tough times
I hope that you care
I want you to be the one to reach out

It happened again, the fall to the womb
Now I’ve got acres to fuck up some more
And this kind of bitterness, this kind of crushed
All the time’s just another demonstration

And I'm losing steam
I'm losing material
I'm framing things in catastrophe
Just sometimes when I'm all alone and bleeding

I dance while I play
The band how they stare
All of my shade is drifting away
So many treats, so little time
As grand as the power I grant them