I hold on so nervously
To me and my drink
I wish it was cooling me

But so far has not been good
It's been shitty
And I feel awkward as I should

This club has got to be
The most pretentious thing
Since I thought of you and me

Well I am imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place

Well I'm not paralyzed but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you

I hold out for one more drink
Before I think
I'm looking too desperately

But so far has not been fun
I should just stay home
If one thing really means one

This club will hopefully
Be closed in three weeks
That will be cool with me

Well, I'm still imagining
A dark lit place
Or your place or my place

Well I'm not paralyzed but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you

Well I'm not paralyzed but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you

Well I'm not paralyzed but I seem to be struck by you
I want to make you move
Because you're standing still
If your body matches what your eyes can do
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you

You'll probably move right through me on my way to you
You'll probably move right through me on my way to you