You told my friend that I looked good as hell that night
While I was pacing 'round the room
To straighten out my mind
And I had planned to look as good as I could get
But to hear it come from you
Puts you right inside my head
You driving me fucking crazy
And I can't be like Mr. Brightside
When you don't see what I see
And what we had was only for the night
Dancing in the cellars
Playing with our lives
We're just two uneven pieces
In the right place at the wrong time
Dancing the cellars
I told you I was fine
And that the sweet, deep, glow of the look in your eyes
Was all I'd need to see tonight
If you just give me one chance to explain my mind
I'd like to know is this for show
Or is it a good time?
The way we move both hand in hand is a component
But any sort of thing we had
Was only for the moment
I can't follow directions
Pretended to be Mr. Brightside
We differ in perception
Significant of times have passed us by
Dancing in the cellars
Playing with our lives
We're just two uneven pieces
In the right place at the wrong time
Dancing the cellars
I told you I was fine
And that the sweet, deep, glow of the look in your eyes
Was all I'd need to see tonight
And I'll go right ahead and say
I wrote this song about you
I doubt you'll ever hear it
Which is good and bad, but true
But if you ever hear it, then
Just know we'll still stay friends
But I always felt something there
And I was just too damn scared