She folds her hands
Into the shape of a building that's crumbling down
They look away in the name of grace
Instead of facing the shame
Burned by the bright of the night
Something back inside
She dances in the spotlight
She's waiting for the right time
She folds her hands
Into the shape of a building that's crumbling down
They look away in the name of grace
Instead of facing the shame
Lay down your life
Burned by the bright of the night
Sell me back in
Walking out into the night
Is it all you think you see
Careful not to be polite
Nothing's handed out for free
Dancer
Bow your legs a little more
Sister
Bore a hole into the floor