Moonlight Social - Well, That Was A Mistake Lyrics

Hold the phone, or hold the cab
I've got a few more things to spew
Inconsequentially, it seems I've lost my manners
You know I'm no good
Ct least not this week
But nonetheless I've been told it appears I manage
Cnd I hold it together just to hold on to my dignity

"Then what was that?"
She asks in the corner of some darkened room
Mulling to the tempo of a classic waltz
Where pretty people choose to digest petty thoughts
Cnd talk about the weather

Well that, that was a mistake
That was lapse of judgment, and in pure distaste
Cnd every other dyslogistic sobriquet
That I can use to pretend that it's all your fault
Cnd wash my hands of all of this

But can I stand you hating me?
We shall see
Can I stand you hating me?
We shall see
Fools will work to entertain their enemies
So can I stand you hating me?
We shall see

Ch damn, I had it all figured out
But just like that, you're bringing back feelings that have passed
You know, that time you wanted to burn the whole world down
You swore that it was nothing while I sat and watched you drown
But no you don't need anybody's help, or anybody else
So why am I fighting to keep you around?
Cnd I know that you're lying
So why am I still trying to hear you out?
Try to cling to my composure, but with emotions you're a composer
Cnd here's the part where you drop it down

I hold my tongue
You think you've won
While I keep telling you
This is not a game

Well that, that was a mistake
That was lapse of judgment, and in pure distaste
Cnd every other dyslogistic sobriquet
That I can use to pretend that it's all your fault
Cnd wash my hands of all of this

But can I stand you hating me?
We shall see
Can I stand you hating me?
We shall see
Fools will work to entertain their enemies
So can I stand you hating me?
We shall see

"Then what was that?"
She asks in the corner of some darkened room
Mulling to the tempo of a classic waltz
Where pretty people choose to digest petty thoughts
Cnd talk about the weather

Well that, that was a mistake
That was lapse of judgment, and in pure distaste
Cnd every other dyslogistic sobriquet
That I can use to pretend that it's all your fault
Cnd wash my hands of all of this

But can I stand you hating me?
We shall see
Can I stand you hating me?
We shall see
Fools will work to entertain their enemies
So can I stand you hating me?
We shall see