She's the edge between
the sacred and profane
and means at least
one other language
you would never speak
in polite company
She's a dancer
Lone riddle
in the answer
She auditioned
for Romantics
No calls
from the right company
She'll never love
the way you need her to
darling
You'll never lift her at all
She only wants the man
she thinks is you darling
You'll only take her
if you think
you could lose
So
what if I don't
find you
Take you back
I only want
what I can't have
If you love me
give me nothing
but polite company
We're the dance
among the drunklegs
A contest
between untied
lace pop-shoegaze
and eight o eight heartbreak
We both caught
the pace of two hearts
offbeat
offspeed
Na na
Na na na na na na
What will hold you
when the dance is through
Put your back
against the wall
Follow syncopated
water fountain conversation
Making love inside
a crayon covered
bathroom stall
What if I don't
find you
Take you there
I only want
what I can't have
If you love me
give me nothing
nothing
One two three four
Some simple math
Two I can add
I ain't writing it down
I remember now what
you came for
Where your aim is
Maintain it
Try to burn the right glow
I'll be on my way out
I'll be over soon
Sober later
Fire that only I'd know
You've been on my radar
Are you lonely too
'cause your coast is clear
to get a hold on me
She's the edge
between the cadence
of my name
and on these walls
another language
we would never speak
in polite company