You always clung to me like wet clothes And I'm so cold, I'm so cold You're not alright if I feel guilty Why do your lips taste so dirty? Where'd you learn to keep your mouth shut? And who taught you that control is love? Love, love of mine Cut the music Cut the lights This just doesn't feel right So, cut the music Cut the lights I don't want to dance tonight No, not tonight If you told a secret Wrapped in sheets and regret I think it's best that you let this go and If it ties you in knots Then it's better not to hold on so tight Does it help you to close your eyes? Do you still feel the ropes pulling tight? Let me go, let me go, you... Cut the music Cut the lights This just doesn't feel right So, cut the music Cut the lights I don't want to dance with you tonight Back before, bathroom floors And spilled cups, with closed doors And back when I, could find some peace of mind But you... just won't Cut the music Cut the lights This just doesn't feel right So, cut the music Cut the lights I don't want to dance with you tonight Not tonight Cut the music, you're not mine.