Dancing With You

Its a horrible dance,
you'll stab me in the heart,
if I change my stance.

You strike here, and you strike there,
I'm strong, i put up a fight,
But you're so beautiful, all I can do is stare

You wait for me to advance,
but i've tried, you block my move,
You don't even give me a chance.

I stumble across the stage,
I don't know what i'm doing,
I'm on the wrong page.

Moving like an angel, dancing like a pro,
you glide swiftly across the ring,
It looked like you were moving in slow-mo.

You struck out, hit me right in the heart,
it made me double over,
there was a bitter taste in my mouth, tart.

I have to try again, get up on my feet,
The game isn't over now, i'm not giving up,
without a fight, i'm not taking my seat.

I block a blow or two,
I'm getting tired now,
i'm not good enough for you.

I just wanted you to dance with me,
not against me in this violent game,
where you shut me down, and I flee.

I want you to be the one who would give me your hand,
and pull me up, when I was knocked down,
When I have nothing else, and I was hurt, you'd be my safe-land.

But we're opponints, and instead, you'd knock me down,
and when you win this horrible dance,
you'd pick up your girlfriend, my best friend, and dance around. 

You're my best friend too, we're a party of three,
but we all have to pick sides for their favorite team,
You chose her, and she chose you, and all I have left, is me.