Paint your lips blue,
murder artistry,
heartbreak and romance.
The cold is what you need for events such as this.
It's better being numb if you're cracking at the heart.
Pick up the rhythm, the timing that you'll need,
tonight's final serenade, it's time to take your leave.

Dance the routine,
and your romance is warm inside.
Your heartbeat’s racing,
heartbreak is cold when you
don't dance, dream, sing our song.

Come get some.
Everything stops, everything starts.
Give me your hand,
one on one, two on two,
three on three, dance step four.
The cold is what you need for events such as this.
It's better being numb if you're breaking at the heart.
Pick up the rhythm, the timing that you'll need,
tonight's final serenade, it's time to take your leave.

Dance the routine,
and your romance is warm inside.
Your heartbeat’s racing,
heartbreak is cold when you
don’t dance, dream, sing our song.

Poetic whispers of romance
fill the dancing midnight air,
dance,
dance.
Blood stained glass, shattered hopes
and dancing dreams in your head.
I can't seem to find my steps
in this murder.