Meet Me In The Pub For A Shot Of Dignity - Dance Club Massacre

I’ll treat you like the fuck you want to get fucked by

And then you can fuck yourself the way I couldn’t

I’ll shake the maracas like a champ

Like a professional

But you won’t dance for me though

I know you like the blood on the back of my hand

What did you expect of me?

Prince charming is a faggot’s tale

And I’m just staring in a bathroom mirror

Into a montage

Baby, I’d pick your brain if I were a surgeon

But, if I tried, I’d end up in some desert

Heading for the same mirage