Twist

Thought I saw you at the show last night
Blurred my eyes just to keep you around
But when the audience comes in to focus I
Beat myself up for feeling let down

Thought I saw you on the go last night
I followed you through the cars westbound
And as I gain on you I turn around
There is nothing to say
Or talk about

There is a hole that’s inside of my chest
In the place of a heart
In the shape of your fist

Show me your moves
You’re the ventriloquist
And you give me a twist
Yeah, you give me a twist

I’m enjoying all my free time now
I took up writing and a course on how
To stop myself from foaming at the mouth
I am idling at the foot of your house
And you’re up in your room with someone else

There is a hole that’s inside of my chest
In the place of a heart
In the shape of your fist

Show me your moves
You’re the ventriloquist
And you give me a twist
Yeah, you give me a twist

There is a hole that’s inside of my chest
In the place of a heart
In the shape of your fist

Show me your moves
You’re the ventriloquist
And you give me a twist
Yeah, you give me a twist