Ballerina

If silence is golden then we must be rich But the breath that we're holding's feeling counterfeit The time that you've stolen shouldn't hurt like this But the truth is And if silence is golden, here's our golden years So why am I choking up on all these tears? Words left unspoken shouldn't hurt like this But the truth is I'm sorry, what's your excuse? You're dancing 'round the subject Tiptoe around the bad news Somehow I think you love it Ballеrina dressed in black I wanna scream but you got my nеck I'm sorry, what's your excuse? You're dancing 'round the subject 'Round and 'round and 'round and 'round 'Round and 'round and 'round And there's a bull in the ballroom, but you say we're fine While you're waving your red flags around the whole time It isn't poetic, but I'm sick of lying When the truth is You bend over backwards to step on my toes Every moment that's mine, you go and make your own Don't try to deny it, 'cause I know you know What the truth is I'm sorry, what's your excuse? You're dancing 'round the subject Tiptoe around the bad news Somehow I think you love it Ballerina dressed in black I wanna scream but you got my neck I'm sorry, what's your excuse? You're dancing 'round the subject The lights are now on and the band's gone home We're spinning in circles so no one would know The song in your head ain't one I've heard before And you know what the truth is And you know what the truth is 'Round and 'round and 'round and 'round 'Round and 'round and 'round And you know what the truth is 'Round and 'round and 'round and 'round 'Round and 'round and 'round I'm sorry, what's your excuse? You're dancing 'round the subject Tiptoe around the bad news Somehow I think you love it Ballerina dressed in black I wanna scream but you got my neck I'm sorry, what's your excuse? You're dancing 'round the subject