Lyrics to A Flair For Conclusions, Yet She'll Never Be Swan Queen
Has anyone ever said you have a face for the radio?
Well, no, 'cause that'd be rude
And with that, we've reached the coda, this conversation's over
How she dances with those words like a peg-legged ballerina, an aimless primadonna
Her strut killed our waltz, keep my poise, kiss her off
And kiss my sanity goodbye 'cause why even try?
This flag is half-staff and I was hopin' she would raise it tonight
But she won't raise it tonight
Oh, how telling
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Me and you
Marks the end of me and you
You've got a voice for the silent screen, you work so well around it
With lips not fit for locking, your body does the talking
How vain, but who's to say they're not entertained?
Until you miss your plié, looks like that figure called it a day
And we know those ribbon restraints
Aren't really the ones to blame
And you've got nothing to say
All filler, no killer, that figure's rotting away
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
[Post-Chorus: Nick Crawford]
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Me and you
Marks the end of me and you
She had a dollar to give
I only sell goosebumps, she can't stand her skin, do you need a new place to live?
The former tenants made like flies and dropped
I'll make their wings flutter again since you're being someone you're not
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Me and you
Marks the end of me and you
And we know those ribbon restraints
Aren't really the ones to blame
For your oh-so-sloppy posture, this routine is just in shambles
You've got fifth to fourth position, yet no arabesque to plié
Well, no, 'cause that'd be rude
And with that, we've reached the coda, this conversation's over
How she dances with those words like a peg-legged ballerina, an aimless primadonna
Her strut killed our waltz, keep my poise, kiss her off
And kiss my sanity goodbye 'cause why even try?
This flag is half-staff and I was hopin' she would raise it tonight
But she won't raise it tonight
Oh, how telling
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Me and you
Marks the end of me and you
You've got a voice for the silent screen, you work so well around it
With lips not fit for locking, your body does the talking
How vain, but who's to say they're not entertained?
Until you miss your plié, looks like that figure called it a day
And we know those ribbon restraints
Aren't really the ones to blame
And you've got nothing to say
All filler, no killer, that figure's rotting away
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
[Post-Chorus: Nick Crawford]
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Me and you
Marks the end of me and you
She had a dollar to give
I only sell goosebumps, she can't stand her skin, do you need a new place to live?
The former tenants made like flies and dropped
I'll make their wings flutter again since you're being someone you're not
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
If you're gonna spit those slanderous speech-bubbles then say them with your chest
Instead of wooden pirouettes, it's true
What's just ensued
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Marks the end of me and you
Me and you
Marks the end of me and you
And we know those ribbon restraints
Aren't really the ones to blame
For your oh-so-sloppy posture, this routine is just in shambles
You've got fifth to fourth position, yet no arabesque to plié
