I sway in place to a slow disco

And a glass for the saints

And a bar for the road.

Am I thinking what everybody's thinkin'

That I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave.

Slip my hand from your hand

Leave you dancin' with a ghost

Slip my hand from your hand

Leave you dancin' with a ghost.

But there's blood in my ears

And a fool in the mirror

And the bay of mistakes couldn't get any clearer.

Am I thinking what everybody's thinkin'

That I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave?

Slip my hand from your hand

Leave you dancin' with a ghost

Slip my hand from your hand

Leave you dancin' with a ghost.

(Don't leave me to slow dance to death)

(Don't leave me to slow dance to death)

(Don't leave me to slow dance to death)

(Don't leave me to slow dance to death)

(Don't leave me to slow dance to death)

(Don't leave me to slow dance to death)