Swinging

How the hell did it get here
Me lying awake at night
You sleeping next to me
Staring at the ceiling
Struggling to slip into a world of sleep
How did we get here

When six months ago you said, "I like your outfit"
I said, "I like to dance"
You held tight against the wall
I clasped my hands around your hips and began swinging
And swinging until we got here
Intertwined, tangled in this bed
Tangled in each other
How did we get here

So locked in the magic
The magic of a smile and snowy wintry mixes
I think it's your laugh that got me here
Your arms that kept it going
It was all just simply fun
Until somehow it became the tango
This wasn't meant to be such a serious kind of dance

I don't think I want to quit
But being so wrapped up in this love
Lately it's stressing me out
I can't seem to make you happy
I piss you off with every single word I say
Last night when I touched you
You just turned the other way

How the hell did we get here!
When did the swinging of our hips become so directional
So forceful
I miss feeling the groove of your pelvis against mine
I miss hearing you laugh in the ease of it all
Can't we get back there
When six months ago you said, "I like your outfit"
I said, "I like to dance"
And the swinging of our hips gave us this amazing chance!