A Tragedy Waiting to Happen

In a world where the footing is slippery
In a joint even slipperier still
At a table where stains are all that still remains
Of a kiss, a confession, a spill
In this light we are nothing but gorgeous
Getting more gorgeous as the drinks flow
We're a tragedy, you and me, waiting to happen
Never has love stooped so low

In a world where the music is deafening
In a joint that's more deafening yet
Where the lean towards each other is compounded further
The closer to closing we get
As the lean towards each other is slipping
Inch by inch by precarious inch
We're a tragedy, you and me, waiting to happen
Both of us too dumb to flinch

On a stage that's been pelted with produce
In a piece that's been done half to death
With a cast that would promise the darkest of dramas
Half the blood, twice the laughs of Macbeth

In a world that would bet on our folly
In a joint that would cheer as we fall
In an age that would mark us as just two more carcasses
Just two more nothings at all
In this life that is trying to kill us
Love's the least of the poisons we've got
We're a tragedy, you and me, waiting to happen
I'm not afraid if you're not