I feel so unsure,
as I take your hand and lead you to the dance floor.
As the music dies,
something in your eyes
calls to mind a silver screen
and all its sad goodbyes.
I'm never gonna dance again,
'cause guilty feet have got no rhythm.
Though it's easy to pretend,
I know you're not a fool.
I should have known better than to cheat a friend
and waste the chance that I'd been given,
so I'm never gonna dance again,
the way I dance with you.
Time can never mend
the careless whispers of a good friend.
To the heart and mind,
ignorance is kind.
There's no comfort in the truth.
Pain is all you'll find.
Tonight the music seems so loud.
I wish that we could lose this crowd.
Maybe it's better this way.
We'd hurt each other with the things we want to say.
We could have been so good together.
We could have lived this dance forever.
Now, who's gonna dance with me?