Old Dances

Your lips are darker than before
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
and there's something different about your skin
and nobody knows how you got home last night

Your lips are darker than before
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
and there's something different about your skin
and nobody knows how you got home last night

Your bones are making me feel weary
and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say

Your bones are making me feel weary
and when you speak I can't hear a word that you say

And nobody knows how you got home last night
And still no one knows how you got home last night

There were three old dances we could dance maybe
Three old songs that we could sing maybe
everything could be alright
But I keep tripping up the steps
and there's some words I just forget
and the tunes are fuzzy in my mind
and nobody knows how you got home last night
still nobody knows how you got home

and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I, I'm not sure if my heart can take,
and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I have never felt this kind of pain.
and my brain hurts, and my shoulders ache and I think my heart's about to break.

and nobody knows how you got home last night
still no one knows how you got home last night