It`s Time To Dance Lyrics

It`s Time To Dance lyrics

Well she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor just for the attention.

'Cause that's just ridiculously on.

Well she sure is going to get it

Here's the setting: fashion magazines line the walls

Now the walls line the bullet holes



You sure, you sure you let her have it.

You sure you sure did..



Have some composure, and where is your posture?

Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger

Pulling the trigger all wrong.

Have some composure, and where is your posture?

Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger

Pulling the trigger all wrong. 



Give me envy

Give me malice

Give me attention

Give me envy

Give me malice

baby Give me...a break. 

When I say shotgun you say wedding.

Shotgun! Wedding!

Shotgun! Wedding!



She didn't choose this role, but she'll play it and make it sincere, so you
cry.

But they believe it from the tears and the teeth right down to the blood at her
feet. 

Boys will be boys, hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams.



Have some composure, and where is your posture?

Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger

Pulling the trigger all wrong.

Have some composure, and where is your posture?

Oh no no! You're pulling the trigger,

Pulling the trigger all wrong.



Come on, this is screaming "Photo Op"... op [time to dance]

Come on, this is screaming "Photo Op"... op [time to dance]

Come on, come on, this is screaming, this is screaming, this is screaming
"photo op" [time to dance]



(Have some composure, and where is your posture?

You sure you sure you let her have it. your pulling the trigger, pulling the
trigger all wrong. you sure you sure did.)



Give me envy

Give me malice

Give me attention

Give me envy

Give me malice

baby Give me...a break. 

When I say shotgun you say wedding.

Shotgun! Wedding!

Shotgun! Wedding!



Boys will be boys

Hiding in estrogen

And boys will be boys

Boys will be boys

Hiding in estrogen and wearing aubergine dreams.