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Invitation to a Small Disaster

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[Verse 1] You arrive precisely on time With an apology that you don't mean. It’s stapled to the ticket stub From a film you've never even seen. You said, "Meet me on the third floor," But you wrote the address on a napkin. I can smell the cheap perfume, But I can’t tell what’s about to happen. [Pre-Chorus] It's an invitation to a small disaster. It’s a broken promise, moving faster. I know the rules, I'm the one who loses. But the music starts, and I can't refuse it. [Chorus] And I’m dancing, I’m dancing, I’m dancing, To the rhythm of your lies. It's a four-four heartbreak, a perfect time-signature, Reflected in your vacant eyes. It's the double-lined invitation, Where the line between yes and no, Is just another way of saying "Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!" [Verse 2] You're wearing the shoes I bought you last year A frivolous expense, a stupid bet. You’re talking about your new career, And the people you just haven't met. You spill your drink, you don't clean it up, It pools there on the lacquered wood. The silence after is deafening, dear, And strangely, it's misunderstood. [Pre-Chorus] It's an invitation to a small disaster. It’s a broken promise, moving faster. I know the rules: I'm the one who loses. But the music starts, and I can't refuse it. [Chorus] And I’m dancing, I’m dancing, I’m dancing, To the rhythm of your lies. It's a four-four heartbreak, a perfect time-signature, Reflected in your vacant eyes. It's the double-lined invitation, Where the line between yes and no, Is just another way of saying "Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!" [Bridge] You think that you’re so complex, A masterpiece of misdirection. But the truth is in the flat affect, The cheap shine of your reflection. It’s just a pattern, a simple loop We meet, we flirt, we complicate. And I wait, and you wait, and we both know We’re only here to celebrate [Guitar Riff 2] [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] And I’m dancing, I’m dancing, I’m dancing, To the rhythm of your lies. It's a four-four heartbreak, a perfect time-signature, Reflected in your vacant eyes. It's the double-lined invitation, Where the line between yes and no, Is just another way of saying "Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!" [Outro] "Don't go! Don't go! Don't go!..."