Stand Still
Come on, make a spark
A compensation for my broken heart
Come on, catch on fire baby
I ain't gonna let you call me a liar
There is nothing to lose even if I overdose
I have to die when she wants me to be somebody else
But when she finds herself on fire with holes in her tires
Well, I wish I didn't have to go so soon
So soon
You don't have to dance to a drum machine
You don't have to dance at all
Come on baby stand still, you're making it worse
The flames are getting tall
But you're dancing, dancing, dancing away
Come on baby, stand still
Come on, let's be friends
I take that back, I wanna see us end
Come on, do your steps
Back to his place where you barely slept
There is nothing to lose even if I overdose
I have to die when she wants me to be somebody else
But when she finds herself on fire with holes in her tires
I wish I didn't have to go so soon
You don't have to dance to a drum machine
You don't have to dance at all
Come on baby stand still, you're making it worse
The flames are getting tall
You're dancing, dancing, dancing away
You don't have to dance to a drum machine
You don't have to dance at all
Come on baby stand still, you're making it worse
The flames are getting tall
You're dancing, dancing, dancing away
Come on baby, stand still
Don't you know?
A compensation for my broken heart
Come on, catch on fire baby
I ain't gonna let you call me a liar
There is nothing to lose even if I overdose
I have to die when she wants me to be somebody else
But when she finds herself on fire with holes in her tires
Well, I wish I didn't have to go so soon
So soon
You don't have to dance to a drum machine
You don't have to dance at all
Come on baby stand still, you're making it worse
The flames are getting tall
But you're dancing, dancing, dancing away
Come on baby, stand still
Come on, let's be friends
I take that back, I wanna see us end
Come on, do your steps
Back to his place where you barely slept
There is nothing to lose even if I overdose
I have to die when she wants me to be somebody else
But when she finds herself on fire with holes in her tires
I wish I didn't have to go so soon
You don't have to dance to a drum machine
You don't have to dance at all
Come on baby stand still, you're making it worse
The flames are getting tall
You're dancing, dancing, dancing away
You don't have to dance to a drum machine
You don't have to dance at all
Come on baby stand still, you're making it worse
The flames are getting tall
You're dancing, dancing, dancing away
Come on baby, stand still
Don't you know?
Credits
Writer(s): John Hiatt, Frederick G. Koller, Al Anderson
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