to get you back
swaying to the beat and stomping our heels
on the dirty floor littered with cigarette butts and
little parts of my dignity.
hands in the air spilling drinks down shirts
and breaking every physical comfort.
elbow to elbow with
the l o s t ones.
knee to knee with our own little versions of
red-light-ladies, done up with good satin and
sugary sugary substances.
we are not looking for love.
we are looking for the feeling
that maybe we are not going
home alone tonight.
and none of us will.
we will traipse the cobbled streets
bumming lights off strangers
and stealing kisses by the trashcans.
til' we lay our heads on the couches of the
people we just met. [ those angelheaded hipsters ]
hand in hand with the l o s t ones -
we are found again and again.
on the dirty floor littered with cigarette butts and
little parts of my dignity.
hands in the air spilling drinks down shirts
and breaking every physical comfort.
elbow to elbow with
the l o s t ones.
knee to knee with our own little versions of
red-light-ladies, done up with good satin and
sugary sugary substances.
we are not looking for love.
we are looking for the feeling
that maybe we are not going
home alone tonight.
and none of us will.
we will traipse the cobbled streets
bumming lights off strangers
and stealing kisses by the trashcans.
til' we lay our heads on the couches of the
people we just met. [ those angelheaded hipsters ]
hand in hand with the l o s t ones -
we are found again and again.