In This Club

Your lipstick shade is trouble
Red, muted, subtle
He can't tell
I can
Evidenced by the streaks on the bottle

Resting on a cheap paper coaster
Hosted by an unsteady table
Napkin wrapped
Sweating
Embedded prints
The whole room pauses

Thin black lines
Carve out triads
Reflecting lights
Between silhouette flashes

In this club lies layers of disguise that your eyes can't hide
The deceptive compromise that you made with yourself
When you gave up yourself to taste the better life

Drained, tapped out, and empty
Siren eyes and a glance that tells me
Time to move on
Ready
Cheek kiss and a hug to end things

Smalltalk makes a fake connection
Giggle when I ask what your name is
Everyone's nameless
In here you're locally famous

Thin black lines
Carve out triads
Reflecting lights
Between silhouette flashes

In this club lies layers of disguise that your eyes can't hide
The deceptive compromise that you made with yourself
When you gave up yourself to taste the better life

In this club lies layers of disguise that your eyes can't hide
The deceptive compromise



Credits
Writer(s): Brian O'connor, Mark Coryell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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