Boom Boom In The Dark Cloud Room

[Verse 1] Ash on the mirror Mascara Champagne on the floor I say “They love me in cities But they leave me at the door” My smile’s a painted circus My chest’s a closing room Every cheer I ever swallowed Turns to thunder in the gloom (ohh) [Chorus] Boom boom in the dark cloud room Every spotlight feel like doom I sing gold But I sleep in gray Can a broken heart still take a bow this way? Boom boom in the dark cloud room Crowds so loud But I’m consumed If I fall through my own applause Will anybody hold me when it stops? [Verse 2] You lean in Leather jacket Low voice Gravel in your throat Say “Kid I’ve died a thousand deaths Behind every line I ever spoke” You talk of cheap motel curtains Of guns that were only props But the blood on your old scripts Never really washed off (yeah) [Pre-Chorus] You say “I know your kind of lonely The type that shines till it burns We’re both framed in silver But the film just curls and curls” [Chorus] Boom boom in the dark cloud room Every spotlight feel like doom I sing gold But I sleep in gray Can a broken heart still take a bow this way? Boom boom in the dark cloud room Crowds so loud But I’m consumed If I fall through my own applause Will anybody hold me when it stops? [Bridge] [Beat drops to smoky funk-salsa groove Echoing claps and dark wave FX swirling] He taps out a rhythm on the table Says “Dance with your damage Don’t hide” (hey) I slip on a crooked little falsetto Let my sorrow slide and slide We spin in a half-lit bolero Two ghosts in a backroom bar Your laugh like a cracked trombone My cry like a broken star (oh, oh, ohhh) [Chorus] Boom boom in the dark cloud room Your tired eyes My ruined plume You say “Kid That ache That ache is real But it’s the only reason they can feel” Boom boom in the dark cloud room We toast the wreckage Sip the fumes If our names fade off the walls Did we ever live inside these halls? [Outro] [Instruments thin out to distant bass pulse and long tape echo] So I raise my glass to the sorrow To every scene that went too far Two men in the flicker Trading bruises Under someone else’s star Boom boom in the dark cloud room One last note Then silence blooms If I disappear between the frames Promise you’ll remember me by the names I never said (mmm, yeah)