I don't understand why you don't turn me on Lean my head back, fall into the flow Feeling numb from my head to toes You're a cool kid and I'm frosty to the bone So together, but so alone I am shaking, string me along I got skills, chasing thrills Sleeping pills, hotel bills Overkill, overkill Overkill You're my second chance for a real romance But I don't wanna dance, I don't wanna dance I can't feel my hands, I can't feel my hands (No) You're my second chance for a real romance But I don't wanna dance, I don't wanna dance I can't feel my hands, I can't feel my hands (No) I got an XO to quench powder blue There's no time, only residue Naked boys in my hotel room I do what I want and they do what I tell them to Ten dimensions of sonic pools Playing strings, playing every tune Flesh and bone, stellar waist But we're mostly empty space Empty space, empty space Empty space You're my second chance for a real romance But I don't wanna dance, I don't wanna dance I can't feel my hands, I can't feel my hands (No) You're my second chance for a real romance But I don't wanna dance, I don't wanna dance I can't feel my hands, I can't feel my hands (No)