It started out with a dance
a simple sexual grind
it started out as a chance
to finally make up your mind
Maybe we needed one kiss
or maybe its better this way
its your laughter i miss
its in the things you say
Its ended up in tears
this message we're sendin
its been one crazy year
but it still hasnt ended
Its a thing called love.
A thing called pain
the things we dream of
the things we hate.
It started out with a dance
a simple sexual grind
turned to a complex stance
I guess you made up your mind.
Wow