Left Behind

You never know what will happen at the end of a night
Specially when you're not in the mood for bright lights
They look at you like "baby, don't screw my time
Take your friend away from me
And grab me a glass of wine."

The night flows and we're still at the same dark place
Hiding ourselves in cigarette smoke
Between our own sheepish faces
Suddenly the music stops
"What we're going to do now?"
"You could show me your cute dance
There's a corner upon the town"

Feels great to be in this role
Feels great to see
But it's not so great to know
She's just about to go

It's time, it's now... there's no one else in the game
Keep the secret in the eyes
And let her puzzle it again