Spill Canvas - Drunken Ballerina Waltz lyrics

It's like a thousand paper cuts soaked in vinegar. That's the way it feels when I see him touching her. It's like falling face first into a bed of broken gla**. And that's the way it felt when we shared our last dance. It's like a thousand paper cuts soaked in vinegar. That's the way it feels when I see him touching her. It's like falling face first into a bed of broken gla**. And that's the way it felt when we shared our last dance. Our last dance. What makes you think that I'd enjoy this triangle? I would rather be left alone. What makes you think that I'd enjoy playing your games? I would rather you stay at home. It's like a new year's eve and no one to kiss. I'd rather swim in champagne until the bottle tips. Just as long as I don't have to hear her voice. I will ring in the new year alone but not by choice. But not by choice. What makes you think that I'd enjoy this triangle? I would rather be left alone. What makes you think that I'd enjoy playing your games? I would rather you stay at home. Everything went as planned. You failed miserably. Atleast I got what I wanted And you're happy. Now I apoligize for my bitterness But tell me dear what did you expect?