You always clung to me like wet clothes
And I'm so cold, I'm so cold
You're not alright if I feel guilty
Why do your lips taste so dirty?
Where'd you learn to keep your mouth shut?
And who taught you that control is love?
Love, love of mine
Cut the music
Cut the lights
This just doesn't feel right
So, cut the music
Cut the lights
I don't want to dance tonight
No, not tonight
If you told a secret
Wrapped in sheets and regret
I think it's best that you let this go and
If it ties you in knots
Then it's better not to hold on so tight
Does it help you to close your eyes?
Do you still feel the ropes pulling tight?
Let me go, let me go, you...
Cut the music
Cut the lights
This just doesn't feel right
So, cut the music
Cut the lights
I don't want to dance with you tonight
Back before, bathroom floors
And spilled cups, with closed doors
And back when I, could find some peace of mind
But you... just won't
Cut the music
Cut the lights
This just doesn't feel right
So, cut the music
Cut the lights
I don't want to dance with you tonight
Not tonight
Cut the music, you're not mine.