She's a ballerina. She dances circles around me. She tells me what I want to hear. But I'm just never satisfied. I live with a ballerina. I live with a ballerina.
Those constant moves. She never stops, she never stops. It's making me nervous. Taunting me on tippy toes. When will my transformation come? Those constant moves. She never stops.
I sit under rain gathering the courage to do what my mind tells me? But I'll just lay around. I've become a joke, a disrespectful being that's been handed all he's ever wanted. But can't find satisfaction. What more could anyone ask for but a smiling blur, a perfect human being. Those constant moves. She never stops she never.
I sit under rain gathering the courage to do what my mind tells me? But I'll just lay around. I've become a joke, a disrespectful being.
She's a ballerina. She dances circles around me. She tells me what I want to hear. But I'm just never satisfied.
Making her way through my body. She's a ballerina. Dancing around my head. She tells me what I want to hear. But nothing ever satisfies. Making her way through my body making every organ touched more beautiful than the last.