The Dance-off, Pt. 1 (Radio Edit) ft. Jeppe Bülow & Zoë Barrow Lyrics

You let me down, buddy

When I was trying to lift you up

You dropped the ball, you had your chance

I begged for change, buddy

But you just tried to make me stop

And now it's way too late to dance (both)

Here comes sobriety

Endless monotony

You call this sanity?

I'll tell you what I see

Looks like an idiot, looks like an idiot to me

You had your break, buddy

You turned potential to regret

Did what was expected of you

You got your way, buddy

Now everything inside is dead

And it's too late to just let go

Here comes sobriety

Endless monotony

You call this sanity?

I'll tell you what I see

Looks like an idiot, looks like an idiot to me