Stick the headphones
in your ears and close
your eyes. Listen to the
words and throw off your
disguise. It's the one place
you can go to, and be yourself
in your head, in your head.

Dot your eyes, and paint
your lips in crimson red
straighten your crinkled
shirt and laugh at the mirror,
it's time for a night on the town,
so throw back a shot and grab
your ******* keys.
It's time for a night on the town,
can't be yourself in this *******
town. Can't be yourself.

Dance the dance in front
of the crowd, give them
the performance of your
career, and take a bow in
front of the toilet, and accept
your laying ovation, in the motel
room with the boy who said
he'd take you home.