another lie to yourself for the sake of another (somehow)
until the time that we touched you assumed you really loved her
and the last seven nights you've been searching for a reason
leave the past floating dead face down in the deep end
come get what you really want
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
and all the nights have led to this
(you're the one who chose to be here)
and all the signs have led to this
(you're the one who chose to be here)
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
when the light in your eyes and the signs of your interest
(i know you want it)
reveal the nights that you lost and the glare of indifference
take a chance on your own, you can stop the pretending
just a glance proves to be the catalyst for the ending
so come get what you really want
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you want a taste? meet me on the dance floor
you're the one that chose to be here
you're the one that chose to be here
