sixty-seven: “dancing on my own” by robyn.

my favorite reason for every time I hop a plane out of town. may 2009.

“You especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously… but when you get the damned hurt, use it… don’t cheat with it.” – Hemingway

Somebody said you got a new friend
Does she love you better than I can?
There’s a big black sky over my town
I know where you’re at, I bet she’s aroundYeah, I know it’s stupid
I just gotta see it for myselfI’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh
I’m right over here, why can’t you see me, ohh
I’m giving it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re taking home, ooo
I keep dancing on my own
I keep dancing on my ownI’m just gonna dance all night
I’m all messed up, I’m so out of line
Stilettos and broken bottles
I’m spinning around in circlesI’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh
I’m right over here, why can’t you see me, ohh
I’m giving it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re taking home, ooo
I keep dancing on my own
I keep dancing on my ownSo far away but still so near
The lights go on, the music dies
But you don’t see me standing here
I just came to say goodbyeI’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh
I’m giving it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re taking home, ooo
I keep dancing on my own
I keep dancing on my ownI’m in the corner, watching you kiss her, ohh
I’m right over here, why can’t you see me, ohh
I’m giving it my all, but I’m not the girl you’re taking home, ooo
I keep dancing on my own
I keep dancing on my own

I keep dancing on my own