[VERSE 1] I ordered bourbon, left it neat untouched between your hand and mine shifted the glass a quarter inch and let the room call that refined I kept the softer facts off-menu let the waiter clear them too every answer hemmed and pressed every exit cut to suit [PRE-CHORUS] No scene no plea no hand too slow to leave I taught the fear which fork to use then let it speak for me [CHORUS] Bad reasons nice manners soft voice high standards I made panic look selective made retreat look custom-made Bad reasons good posture desire under orders I made wanting sound expensive till I priced myself away [VERSE 2] I took refusal to the fitting had the waist taken in an inch made the cold look custom-cut then blamed my body for the pinch They admired the shape it gave me how no seam confessed the strain Shame kept panic at the table elbows in and face unchanged [PRE-CHORUS] No spill no blush no appetite betrayed I kept desire behind my teeth and let them call it grace [CHORUS] Bad reasons nice manners soft voice high standards I made panic look selective made retreat look custom-made Bad reasons good posture desire under orders I made wanting sound expensive till I priced myself away [BRIDGE] Not the leaving— that was clean It was the second glass still warm my chair an inch too close my body leaning in— good manners pulled it back I reset the table after midnight turned the second glass face-down Desire learned silence I called it dignity [FINAL CHORUS] Bad reasons nice manners soft voice high standards I made panic look selective till retreat looked custom-made Bad reasons good posture desire under orders I made wanting sound expensive till I priced myself away [OUTRO] The waiter asked if everything was all right I said, “Perfect.” He removed the untouched plate
