I hear you calling me out
But these deaf ears don't hear words of doubt
And all the clever lines on the tip of my tongue tonight
Meant nothing to my stubborn teeth
(As you started your car)
I heard the radio sing of love in a metaphor
That contradicts my mood
Tie me up, tie me up, please let me go
Home where I can clear my indecisive thoughts
With medicine or a bottle of irony
Oh, won't you let me in?
I hear you calling me out
You better hold on tight because the ride's almost done
Once the roulette stops spinning we'll have found who's won
All my chips I pushed them in for hips and beating hearts
I held my pair of king but you're the royal flush
I know who you are
A dancer but a saint
Oh I know who you are
Yeah, your hips they make me want to shake, shake, shake
Shake until I hit the floor
Keep the noise low so the wolves can't hear us
You're so pretty, yeah you're so pretty
Keep the noise down or you know they'll hear us
You're so pretty, yeah you're so pretty
But the pack must be fed