Nightclub

I wake up in the morning with the evening in my eye And by the time I get there, it becomes apparent why All the voices singing to me, like some sort of choir That you can't fight fire with the feeling of desire So I become a bubble-bath for my sociopath With the God-given right of the socialite She said she only thinks of love like a long weekend But she might jump in if I show her to the deep end Yeah And it makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head She says that if I wanted romance I could find it in a path But if I wanna face the music then I only have to ask She sees me when I notice who's sleeping around the fire And there ain't no feeling like the feeling of desire Yeah And it makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head And it makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub To make me for the runnin' toward the morning after It makes my head