A Desperation Dances

Lyrics

The night of your high school prom is probably your last night on earth. In the movies you snuck into, this is where you take off your glasses, figure out eyeliner, and walk down the stairs so beautiful that the boy waiting at the bottom of them can barely breathe. But you have been wearing contacts for years and there is no boy waiting for you anywhere. You are surrounded by your other female friends who are all being choked by chiffon disasters, dropping it as if it were--­­at best--­­lukewarm. A group of teenage girls is called a desperation, but do not tell them that. You are runt wolverines. Tiger kittens in a burlap sack Goldfish about to get flushed Your hips are circling the drain. But this night can only take something from you if you had it in the first place and your self worth is so much charcoal powdered for your eyeliner. You have nothing left to lose tonight: when the right song comes on at the right moment and all the fucks you used to give about moving your body too much or too fast go out the window; let them. All the people who looked down on you for your free lunch and your know it all have made a space for your dancing, and isn't that your fangs, coming in? You are dancing for the girl in the mirror alone: That cat burglar in a velvet dress and long gloves Telling yourself the story that none of this has ever hurt you that none of this will ever matter again, a story so good it sounds real and you can shake your ass in time. You have finally weaponized your desire, so hot it'll burn blisters down their throats. So take a deep breath, kiddo. Take a minute in the bathroom if you need it. Staple that smile you've been saving to your face ain't no rainy day gonna look as good as this dance floor. Tear it up, like an overdue credit card bill from tomorrow. Tear it up, like your baby pictures like you are not tied to anything that you do not choose to be tied to and fuck this place and fuck these shoes. You do not need the DJ to play your song.