Time to Dance Lyrics

Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention.
Cause that's just ridiculous . . . ly on
But she sure is going to get it
(The attention and the bullets)
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls
The walls line the bullet holes
You sure, you sure you let her have it?
You sure, you sure you

Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh no no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger all wrong

Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh no no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger all wrong

Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me a break!

When I say "Shotgun," you say "Wedding"
Shotgun wedding
Shotgun wedding

Well she didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
(Baby give me a break!)
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogens and wearing Aubergine dreams
(Baby give me a break!)

Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh no no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger all wrong

Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh no no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger all wrong

Come on, this is screaming photo op
(It's time to dance)
Come on, this is screaming photo op
(It's time to dance)
Come on
Come on
This is screaming
This is screaming
This is screaming photo op

Have some composure
And where is your posture?
(You sure, you sure let her have it?)
You're pulling the trigger
(You sure you sure you)

Give me envy
Give me malice
Give me attention
Give me envy
Give me malice
Baby give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun," you say "Wedding"
Shotgun wedding
Shotgun wedding

Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogens and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogens and wearing Aubergine dreams
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written by URIE, BRENDON/ROSS, RYAN/SMITH, SPENCER/WILSON, BRENT
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing.