Should Life End at the Hop

We're in the spotlight. I can see the eyes on the backs of their heads, And I don't know what to do with my hands. I don't know what to do with my hands. I'm a human stick of dynamite. Don't try anything too fancy or else, I'll detonate and I can't teach you that dance. I can't teach you that dance. Mirror ball's a burning sun. My drenched tux is the smoking gun. Playing forgettable number ones, How can you call this fun? For the double doors, I desperately search. I can't catch the rhythm, So I guess I'll find the exits before I make this worse. You keep reminding me, This gym ain't church. I'll resign as your partner. I apologize in advance if I leave you in the lurch. Spot reserved on the bleachers. Could've guessed I'd be here by the start of the night. Guess I really bought this suit for nothing. Bought this suit for nothing. Small talk with the teachers, Waiting for, "What hell are you doin' over here?". I'm anxious for that jiving mob to clear. For that jiving mob to clear. Mirror ball's a burning sun. My drenched tux is the smoking gun. Playing forgettable number ones, How can you call this fun? For the double doors, I desperately search. I can't catch the rhythm, So I guess I'll find the exits before I make this worse. You keep reminding me, This gym ain't church. I'll resign as your partner. I apologize in advance if I leave you in the lurch. Should life end at the hop, Tell my mother I love her, And I'm still waiting on my ride, Home, home, home. I miss you so. I miss you so. I'll never take you for granted again. Won't even step out to take the trash to the bin, That's if I ever escape this gym. For the double doors, I desperately search. I can't catch the rhythm, So I guess I'll find the exits before I make this worse. You keep reminding me, This gym ain't church. I'll resign as your partner. I apologize in advance if I leave you in the lurch.