Dance

Now we can dance in the streets
The lights have come on
We can dance in the parking lots while everyone calls their moms

Last dance
Underneath the umbrellas
Calling the shots
Calling shotgun
Calling your favorite friends
To take you home
Where the doors will be locked

We can dance along the way
I’ve been trying to find a phone
We all know you can’t trust pigs
I’m finding my own way home

Last dance
Chalk it up to no one’s fault
Calling the cops
She always
Calls before she comes home
But she never called