Texty: Inara George. All Rise. No Poem.

You're no poem once you open your mouth
I never like what you say
A carnation to cover your lips
When you speak I fall away

The exceptions are few in between
I spend time just trying to forget
Away, away, will you fall away?
Let's pretend that we never met

Keep yourself within yourself
For all that you say, it never gets better
In yourself, within yourself
If I was you I wouldn't talk, I'd just keep dancing

If all your moves were words
And back steps were things you've denied
You've said, that's right, your dead
I'm dumb but not deaf and blind

Keep yourself within yourself
For all that you say, it never gets better
In yourself, within yourself
If I was you I wouldn't talk, I'd just keep dancing