Time To Dance
Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floorJust for the attentionCause that's just ridiculous...ly odd.Well, she sure is going to get itHere's the settingFashion magazines line the walls nowThe walls line the bullet holes
Have some composureAnd where is your posture?Oh, no, no!You're pulling the triggerPulling the triggerAll wrong
Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attentionGive me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding""Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"
She didn't choose this roleBut she'll play it and make it sincereSo you cry, you cry(Give me a break)But they believe it from the tearsAnd the teeth right down to the bloodAt her feetBoys will be boysHiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams(Give me a break)
Have some composureAnd where is your posture?Oh, no, no!You're pulling the triggerPulling the triggerAll wrong
Come on this is screaming "Photo op." op...Come onCome onThis is screamingThis is screamingThis is screaming "Photo op."
Boys will be boys, babyBoys will be boys
Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attentionGive me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding""Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"