Burnt Satin Hearts

(ooh, yeah)

Thrift-store mirror, flash is still developing

Bartender smiles, already knows what I'm ordering

He name-drops a club in Tokyo we never visited At this afterparty,

everything is infinite

And the Polaroid is fading

to a colder blue We are running out of excuses to tell

the truth (ahhh)

Instant regret under the glitter light

We chased a feeling through the longest night

And now we're dancing with our eyes shut tight

(with our eyes shut tight)

Another selfie in a frame that doesn't belong to us

Leaving glitter traces in the early morning dust

We talk of departures we will never take

Caught inside the beautiful mistakes we make

Dancing with our eyes shut tight (eyes shut tight) Instant regret in

the morning light