Dancing in glass slippers

Hoping they don’t break

Knowing when they shatter

It’ll be another heart ache

The glass will cut my feet

And I’m certain that I’ll fall

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But if I can’t keep dancing

Then what’s the point at all

Cuz the nights so nice around me

And my dress it just keeps spinning

And even though I know I’ll lose

Right now I think I’m winning

I feel like I could fly

And I don’t want tonight to end

Because I know tomorrow

That I’ll have to pretend

That nothing ever happened

That none of this was real

I’ll walk all day on broken glass

Pretending I don’t feel

The pain of all the wounds

The freshest piece of heartache

For now I’ll just keep dancing

Dancing till my shoes break