Programs - Paulson

Broke and drunk on lemonade;

her idea to go away

When-when they-they arrive dress-dressed in pride

They’ll wash them down in flashing lights

Weight escapes in stereo

Soldiers cracking random codes

He’ll find he’s so lost-lost

And in her eyes, won’t-won't let-let him compromise

Dance all night

Coming just to get along, smiling but the love is gone

She-she fi-finally gets her balance back

She-she swear-swears it was an act

Of all ways it could’ve gone, cake and white and carry-ons

She’ll put an end to this, this 4-year stand

'cause she can’t love a violent man

Dance all night

It’s in her kiss, you won’t admit it

I know that after this we’ll never dance again

So dance all night

When I took your hand, did I misunderstand?

The plates began to slip away and matching edges start to scrape

The floors collapse from underneath and plaster walls evaporate

The programs run and take away the center of our gravity;

The bonds we made were never meant to break