Here we are, dancing
On the backs of our hands
Our oceans are grasping
The edge of their sands
And here we are, drinking
In the cold of the night
We're deaf from the music
And blind from the light

We're whispering rhetoric
We're starting world wars
Just to say that we could
Our memories falling
Like tears to the floor,
We are animals
Savagely asking for more.

Our high heels are digging
Bloody wounds in our skin
A beautiful stride
Is the ultimate sin.
We cry to ourselves
So that no one will know
'Cause the end of our dance
Is the end of our show.