Sometime Around Midnight

And it startsSometime around midnightOr at least that's when you lose yourselfFor a minute or twoAs you standUnder the bar lightsAnd the band plays some song about forgetting yourself for a whileAnd the piano's this melancholy soundtrack to her smileAnd that white dress she's wearing, you haven't seen herFor a whileBut you knowThat she's watchingShe's laughing, she's turningShe's holding her tonic like a crossThe room suddenly spinning, she walks up and asks how you areSo you can smell her perfumeYou can see her lying naked in your armsAnd so there's a changeIn your emotionsAnd all of these memories come rushing like feral waves to your mindOf the curl of your bodies, like two perfect circles entwinedAnd you feel hopeless, and homeless, and lost in the haze of the wineAnd she leavesWith someone you don't knowBut she makes sure you saw her, she looks right at you and boltsAs she walks out the doorYour blood boiling, your stomach in ropesAnd then your friends say "What is it? You look like you've seen a ghost."And you walkUnder the streetlightsAnd you're too drunk to notice that everyone's staring at youYou don't care what you look likeThe world is falling around youYou just have to see herYou just have to see herYou just have to see herYou just have to see herYou just have to see herYou know that she'll break you in two