The flash from the lighter
Reflects on your skin
Smirk from the devil
Red hair and matching lips
Oh I know where this street leads
That coke that you took
Is gonna shake your knees
The trouble that you reek
The baggie on your hip
Perfect components for regrets of a week
Oh I'm fallin in a rabbit-hole
The taste from her lips it's gonna rot your soul
The nightclub romance
Just throw all your shit and start to dance
The nightclub romance
Just throw all your shit and start to dance
The light from his phone
Shows the face of regrets
Checking the texts to see if your ex
Has already moved on
But tonight you're drinking to not be alone
The trades of glances
Seems like a game of chess
His mates are bored
And she doesn't understand
She drinks two shots and goes
You better start thinking of a strategy to work
The nightclub romance
Just throw all your shit and start to dance
The nightclub romance
Just throw all your shit and start to dance
The nightclub romance
Just throw all your shit and start to dance
The nightclub romance
Just throw all your shit and start to dance
