Blue Monday

Blaring loudly out the speakers

Fluorescent liquid in his beaker

Another night they've gone too far

She said

I don't usually do this kind of thing

Does it change the way you think of me

Thinking isn't his forte

And she said

If you dance with me darling

If you take me home

Will we talk in the morning

They leave

Weave around the night's commotion

And dodge a Mexican standoff

And catch a cab back to his flat

There's no romance

Sprawled out across the couch

Can't even make his f**king face out

An age old ritual

And she said

If you dance with me darling

If you take me home

Will we talk in the morning

Sometimes I close my eyes

And sometimes I see you're sighing

She said

If you dance with me darling

If you take me home

Will we talk in the morning