Dance With You — Ryan Star

I will not dance with you no more My legs, my feet, my face is so sore I have been loving you so long I have been loving you so wrong.

I hold onto you as you hold onto me I'm afraid to come I wait there for you as you wait here for me I'm afraid to come.

I will not dance with you no more My lips, my face, my dick is so sore Tell me who you'd rather be The fool in you, the king in me.

I hold onto you as you hold onto me I'm afraid to come As I wait there for you, you wait here for me I'm afarid to come.

Here, in my room, on the floor, With the blade in your hand, I see you bleed. You always bleed. These numbered days Are on your skin.

I hold onto you, as you hold onto me I'm afraid to come.