Dancing behind closed doors
A marathon of nosebleeds
Heads down on the glass
Your eyes are red and you’re convinced
You’re made of gold
And you won't stop until
You’re finding inspiration on the bathroom floor
The night’s not over until it’s overdone
Until you overindulge
The night’s not over until you’re over her
Tonight we’re on top of the world
And we’re not coming down
Rehearsal
I’ll see you in the ICU