I sway in the place to a slow disco
And a glass for the saints
And a bar for the road
Am I thinking what everybody's thinkin'?
I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave
Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancin' with a ghost
Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancin' with a ghost
There's blood in my ears
And a fool in the mirror
And the pain of mistakes couldn't get any clearer
Am I thinking what everybody's thinkin'?
I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave
Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancin' with a ghost
Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancin' with a ghost
Don't it beat a slow dance to death?
Don't it beat a slow dance to death?
Don't it beat a s-slow dance to death?
Don't it beat a s-slow dance to death?
Don't it beat a slow d-dance t-to death?
Don't it beat a s-slow dance to death?