Me and Grief, we dance a lot. The rhythm is slow, then fast for no reason, And he steps on my toes. What an asshat.
I dance a lot on a strange dancefloor in a nightclub for two. Grief is somehow both my dance partner and the DJ. He tweaks the music From sad and slow to wicked and fast. I try to keep up, and he steps on my toes. Who put him in charge? I don't like his rhythm.