Labirinto

Margarita has a strange appeal.
Sways between suthers on a broke heel.
Of course her desires, always messed up.
She rather be scarred than scarred with love.

In conversation, she often content.
Customs builds customs that have all dead-ends.
She found her courage in a change of scene.
The sunday social would be short it's queen.
All her best years spent distracted
By this tired re-enaccments.
With the right stuff
she would try her chances
Somewhere else.

There he is a step outside of view,
Presiding the words he hope she might persuit.
Night upon night of faithful lie shore.
He only convinces legs across the floor.

Please, don't watch me dancing.
Oh, no, don't watch me dancing.

Something changes when she glances.
I'll have to teach you what romance is.
With the right stuff
they tried their chances
Somewhere else.

Please don't watch me dancing,
don't watch me dancing.
Please don't watch me dancing,
don't watch me dancing.