Akward night

Blank faces make perfect masquerades
Soulless lovers dance
Other envy the parade
All hoping for one chance
Vivid colors, diamonds galore
Hopeful glances, begging to get what they are asking for
Mindless chatter
Leads to the forbidden bed
Glass shatters
As they try to regain their head
A waste of time
A waste of cologne
Clowns, brutes, and mimes
All reasons to go home
A flirtatious touch
A sensual glare
The drinks become to much
For the broken hearts to bear
Stumbling towards the door
An akward goonight
As she falls to the floor
He whispers things will be alright