Kill The Dancer

It's pretty hard to wait again the phone won't ring the bruises heal inside my room and I'm alone again She's gone some place else and I'll just wait together with my friends time speeds up we've gone downtown but downtown's much too crowded the voices face and yes, I will Close my eyse and dream of you kill the dancer that's killing you brand new city, brand new toys she fills her mind with velvet boys has she bone to bed or maybe not yet but I'm waiting here alone with my voice