I don't have a dollar in my pocket
I just want all the secrets that you hold
I know that there's nothing that I can
Do to make you fall for me
Dance with me, dressed in satin with nothing underneath
Around the room, our bodies will move as one
Out of time, out of luck, off beat
Are you sure you don't love me anymore
Empty me, beat me, cut me, kill me
Take a Step side ways backwards all around
Stillborn weary waltz out here with me
Like we've got no where else to be
I don't have a dollar in my pocket
I just have all the secrets that you want
You know that there's nothing that you can
Do to make me fall for you