Cabaret Broken
The tiles are cold beneath my feet
This modern parlor where we meet
The faucet leaks
a steady beat
(drip,
drip,
drip)
Oh,
look at us now
Spinning the wheel of a cardboard crown (ahhhh)
Dance through the ruins of our own design
We paint the shadows with a cheap red wine
Everything's splendid,
everything's fine (hahaha)
A cracked glass mirror
splits the frame
We've both forgotten our stage name
But the orchestra plays
just the same
Dance through the ruins of our own design
We paint the shadows with a cheap red wine
Everything's splendid,
everything's fine (hahaha)
Everything
is fine... (drip,
drip)