Woorden: Liquor Box. Guilty Treasures. Hurt A Little.

She just fools around
He falls in pieces on the ground
They underestimate what's lost and found
As they go up and down
Again and again and again

She just pirouette's
Through all the heartaches and regrets
He joins her in the minuet and finds that love is so unkind
When you carry the signs

Every little thing makes her lonely
Every little thing makes her mad
Every little dream that they sheltered
Is something that they never really had

It's the only world she knows
Dancin' on the highs
Skatin' by the lows
And in the end of it
This will only hurt a little bit

She's the smallest sound
He's breakin' up
She'ss fallin' down
Like a rope frayed and unwound
As they go comin' round
Again and again and again

(Thanks to Ty Webb for these lyrics)