Candela en la Barra

Ooh, yeah

Blackout on a birthday cake,

the pool is glowing cold

My old number has a brand new name,

a story to be told

He's watching the door like it owes him some money

Behind the DJ booth curtain,

it's funny (hahaha)

Lights are flickering low,

the chlorine in the air

We are running on borrowed time but we don't care Here it

comes

(uno, dos, tres, let's go!)

Messy Joy, we're swimming in the shallow end

Messy Joy, we do it all to break and bend

Messy Joy, the doors are locking one by one (yeah)

But we are never done!

Your new owner of my old line has got a steady stare

Shadows dancing in the strobe,

perfume in the humid air

We're slipping on the tiles,

spilling cheap champagne

No one wants to go home,

no one's feeling pain

Messy Joy

(ooh, yeah)

Pool club closing down

Just your number left in this town