Should Life End at the Hop Lyrics

We're in the spotlight

I can see the eyes on the backs of their heads

And I don't know what to do with my hands

I don't know what to do with my hands

I'm a human stick of dynamite

Don't try anything too fancy or else

I'll detonate and I can't teach you that dance

I can't teach you that dance

Mirror ball's a burning sun

My drenched tux is the smoking gun

Playing forgettable number ones

How can you call this fun?

For the double doors

I desperately search

I can't catch the rhythm

So I guess I'll find the exits before I make this worse

You keep reminding me

This gym ain't church

I'll resign as your partner

I apologize in advance if I leave you in the lurch

Spot reserved on the bleachers

Could've guessed I'd be here by the start of the night

Guess I really bought this suit for nothing

Bought this suit for nothing

Small talk with the teachers

Waiting for, "What hell are you doin' over here?"

I'm anxious for that jiving mob to clear

For that jiving mob to clear

Mirror ball's a burning sun

My drenched tux is the smoking gun

Playing forgettable number ones

How can you call this fun?

For the double doors

I desperately search

I can't catch the rhythm

So I guess I'll find the exits before I make this worse

You keep reminding me

This gym ain't church

I'll resign as your partner

I apologize in advance if I leave you in the lurch

Should life end at the hop

Tell my mother I love her

And I'm still waiting on my ride

Home, home, home

I miss you so

I miss you so

I'll never take you for granted again

Won't even step out to take the trash to the bin

That's if I ever escape this gym

For the double doors

I desperately search

I can't catch the rhythm

So I guess I'll find the exits before I make this worse

You keep reminding me

This gym ain't church

I'll resign as your partner

I apologize in advance if I leave you in the lurch