The Brilliant Dance

So this is odd, <br>the painful realization that has all gone wrong. <br>And nobody cares at all, <br>and nobody cares at all.<br><br>So you buried all your lover`s clothes<br>and burned the letters lover wrote,<br>but it doesn`t make it any better.<br>Does it make it any better?<br>And the plaster dented from your fist<br>in the hall where you had your first kiss<br>reminds you that the memories will fade.<br><br>So this is strange,<br>our sidestepping has come to be a brilliant dance<br>where nobody leads at all,<br>where nobody leads at all.<br><br>And the picture frames are facing down<br>and the ringing from this empty sound<br>is deafening and keeping you from sleep.<br>And breathing is a foreign task<br>and thinking`s just too much to ask<br>and you`re measuring your minutes by<br>a clock that`s blinking eights.<br><br>This is incredible.<br>Starving, insatiable,<br>yes, this is love for the first time.<br>Well you`d like to think that you were invincible.<br>Yeah, well weren`t we all once<br>before we felt loss for the first time?<br>Well this is the last time.<br>This is the last time.<br>This is the last time.