Girl, you know that I can teach you to dance but I can’t make you movenI can’t make you hear the music.nNo, that’s up to you.nFrom first touch he had you screaming out in lust.nHis words were nothing short of captivating and right now they’re all that you want to trust.nBut you have a hard time believing liars, don’t you?nnlet me in with the scenery, so carefully they swaynWe looked so beautifully but they never looked our way.nnShe asked me,n”What’s the difference between gossip and gospel and what does it mean to believe?nand if you do,nwill all of your sins come back to haunt you?nIt’s time to stop preaching and start practicing.nThey’ve had enough of your self righteous speakingnStop trying to justify.nEveryone knows you’re living a lie.nBut there’s a little truth in every lie, now isn’t there?nnlet me in with the scenery, so carefully they sway.nWe looked so beautifully but they never looked our waynI loved how it fit, not too tight around the hips.nI’ll wear you on my arm; you’ll taste her on my lips.nnAnd now your breathing has sped up.nAh, ah.nSoft songs offset the mood.nAh, ah.nSoundtrack of your day to day.nAh, ah.nIf this is the last dance.nAh, ah.nDon’t stand still, let your body sway.nnlet me in with the scenery, so carefully they swaynWe looked so beautifully but they never looked our way.nI loved how it fit, not too tight around the hips.nI’ll wear you on my arm; you’ll taste her on my lips.