Everything was low
The night was filled with darkness
The light was dim and spark-less
Until I saw his eyes
And while we danced
My heart fell
Into his hands

What a vulnerable place to be
I can only speak for me
But around words we danced
Funny how hearts can land in someone else's plans
I hope he doesn't wash his hands
Hope he doesn't wash his hands
Hope he doesn't wash his hands clean
Of me

It happened in an instant
Now everything is different
We danced in laments
He tangoed all of my elements
Everything was in tune
The way you'd want it to be
Like in a Movie Scene
"Take my hand. . . May I have the last Dance?"
Pulled me in a glance
Loverman
Romance

What a vulnerable place to be
I can only speak for me
But around words we danced
Funny how hearts can land in someone else's plans
I hope he doesn't wash his hands
Hope he doesn't wash his hands
Hope he doesn't wash his hands clean
Don't leave

How could I say "No"?
To diss him would be heart-less
His tone was so inviting
And besides
I'm dancing with his eyes

What a vulnerable place to be
I can only speak for me
But around words we danced
Funny how hearts can land in someone else's plans
I hope he doesn't wash his hands
Hope he doesn't wash his hands
Hope he doesn't wash his hands clean
Of me