I sway in place to a slow disco
And a glass for the saints and a bow for the road

Am I thinking what everybody's thinking?
I'm so glad I came, but I can't wait to leave

Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancing with a ghost
Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancing with a ghost

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

Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancing with a ghost
Slip my hand from your hand
Leave you dancing with a ghost

Don't it beat a slow dance to death?
Don't it beat a slow dance to death?
Don't it beat a slow dance to death?
Don't it beat a slow dance to death?