You make your way to the front of the crowd
You knew it was a photograph
You don't like it, cause I did your hair
Up and back around the street
I knew it wasn't meant for me
You don't have to cause it's up to you

Raising your hand
Taking your hand
Walking to stand
Waiting to dance

Raising your hand
Taking your hand
Walking to stand
Waiting to dance

I make my way to the front of the crowd
I knew you took the photograph
Oh, fuck that
You did my hair
I take you back
Do whatever you said

Who cares, then we'll all be dead
I want you
To feel like me

Raising your hand
Taking your hand
Walking to stand
Waiting to dance

Raising your hand
Taking your hand
Walking to stand
Waiting to dance

Wasting
Time to slow down
Wasting
Time to slow down
Wasting
Time to slow down