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