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Has anyone ever said you have a face for the radio? Well no, 'cause that'd be rude and with that we've reached the coda This conversation's over How she dances with those words like a peg legged ballerina An aimless prima donna Her strut killed our waltz Keep my poise, kiss her off And kiss my sanity goodbye 'Cause why even try? This flag is half staff And I was hoping she would raise it tonight But she won't raise it tonight Oh, how telling If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech bubbles Then say them with your chest Instead of wooden pirouettes It's true, what's just ensued Marks the end of me and you Marks the end of me and you Marks the end of me and you Me and you Marks the end of me and you You've got a voice for the silent screen You work so well around it With lips not fit for locking Your body does the talking How vain, but who's to say they're not entertained Until you miss your plié Looks like that figure called it a day And we know those ribbon restraints Aren't really the ones to blame And you've got nothing to say All filler, no killer, that figures rotting away If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech bubbles Then say them with your chest Instead of wooden pirouettes It's true, what's just ensued Marks the end of me and you (me and you, eternal versus me and you) Marks the end of me and you (me and you, eternal versus me and you) Marks the end of me and you Me and you Marks the end of me and you She had a dollar to give I only sell goosebumps She can't stand her skin Do you need a new place to live? (Well, yes but no) The former tenants made like flies and dropped I'll make their wings flutter again since you're being someone you're not If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech bubbles Then say them with your chest Instead of wooden pirouettes It's true, what's just ensued, marks the end of me and you If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech bubbles Then say them with your chest Instead of wooden pirouettes It's true, what's just ensued Marks the end of me and you (me and you, eternal versus me and you) Marks the end of me and you (me and you, eternal versus me and you) Marks the end of me and you (me and you, eternal versus me and you) Me and you Marks the end of me and you We know those ribbon restraints Aren't really the ones to blame For your oh so sloppy posture This routine is just in shambles You've got fifth to fourth position Yet no arabesque to plié
Writer(s): Christian Cicilia, Nicholas Crawford, Joseph Garbis Khodanian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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