BLUE FLOWER

She made me lose my cool

Another sweet dopaminfection

All night

A loser on the spot

Blood pressure drops and I don't care

How low

And she kissed me like

There wasn't anybody else in the room

And my head kept spinning

As I foolishly accepted my doom

I've never been a tool

But now it feels like I'm so used

How low

And when the wine fits her taste

Feels like a dream that no one's there

At all

And she kissed me like

There wasn't anybody else in the room

And my head kept spinning

As I foolishly accepted my doom

And she kissed me right

When the bouncer moved the crowd

Out the door

And our heads kept spinning

Like reflections from a still discoball