From Wichita with Love

The cliques and the codes were universal
The rain set the tone at the rehearsal
Still the years had worn
A simple conversation might remove the thorn

The months and mistakes would sit between us
A plan poised to fail less than ingenious
But who could know the band would play so sudden
Your skirt was made from curtains
While your bangs showed off your buttons

It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
Too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted to dance with you
Do you wanna dance?

The fits and the breaks weren’t worth regretting
Three years, four proms, and then a wedding
But some time had passed
The swans that ruled the lunchroom they wouldn’t last

The rules we ignored were understated
In a wave of contempt we’d both created
Taking tempered risk and a borrowed blank aesthetic
From Wichita with love we’d woken up to apathetic

It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
Too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted to dance with you
Do you wanna dance?

But who could know the band would play so sudden
Your skirt was made from curtains
While your bangs showed off your buttons

It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
Too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted to dance with you
Do you wanna dance?

It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
Too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted
It’s too precise for some
You asked me if I wanted to dance with you
(Under the moonlight)
Do you wanna dance?
Squeeze and kiss me all through the night, oh baby, do you want to dance?