Polite Company

She's the edge between the sacred and profane

And means at least one other language

You would never speak in polite company

She's a dancer, lone riddle in the answer

She auditioned for Romantics

But no calls from the right company

She'll never love the way you need her to, darlin'

You'll never lift her at all

She only wants the man she thinks is you, darlin'

You'll only take her if you think you could lose, so

What if I don't find you, take you back?

I only want what I can't have

If you love me, give me nothin'

But polite company

We're the dance among the drunk legs, a contest

Between untied lace, pop shoegaze, and 808 Heartbreak

We both caught the pace of two hearts offbeat

I'll speak, na, na, na, na, na-na na, ah

What'll hold you when the dance is through?

Put your back against the wall

Follow syncopated water fountain conversation

Makin' love inside a crayon-covered bathroom stall

What if I don't find you, take you there?

I only want what I can't have

If you love me, give me nothin'

Nothin'

Some simple math, two I can add

I ain't writin' it down, I remember now what you came for

Where your aim is

Maintain it

Try to burn the right glow, I'll be on my way out

I'll be over soon, sober later

Fire that only I know

You've been on my radar

Are you lonely, too?

'Cause your coast is clear

To get a hold on me

She's the edge between the cadence of my name

And on these walls, another language

We would never speak in polite company