"Ballerina" lyrics

If silence is golden then we must be rich
But the breath that we're holding's feeling counterfeit
The time that you've stolen shouldn't hurt like this
But the truth is

If silence is golden these are our golden years
So why am I choking up on all these tears?
Words left unspoken shouldn't hurt like this
But the truth is

I'm sorry, what's your excuse?
You're dancing round the subject
Tip toe around the bad news
Somehow I think you love it
Ballerina dressed in black
I wanna scream but you got my neck
I'm sorry what's your excuse?
You're dancing round the subject

Round and round and round and round

There's a bull in the ballroom
But you say we're fine
While you're waving your red flags around
The whole time

It isn't poetic
But I'm sick of lyin'
When the truth is

You bend over backwards
To step on my toes
Every moment that's mine
You go and make your own
Don't try to deny it
Cause I know you know
What the truth is

I'm sorry what's your excuse?
You're dancing round the subject
Tip toe around the bad news
Somehow I think you love it
Ballerina dressed in black
I wanna scream but you got my neck
I'm sorry what's your excuse?
You're dancing round the subject

The lights are now on and the band's gone home
We're spinning in circles so no-one would know
The song in your head ain't one I've heard before
And you know what the truth is!
And you know what the truth is!
Round and round and round and round
And you know what the truth is!
Round and round and round and round

I'm sorry what's your excuse?
You're dancing round the subject
Tip toe around the bad news
Somehow I think you love it
Ballerina dressed in black
I wanna scream but you got my neck
I'm sorry what's your excuse?
You're dancing round the subject