Nightclub

I wake up in the morning with the evening in my eye And by the time I get there, it becomes apparent why All the voices singing to me, like some sort of choir That you can't fight fire with the feeling of desire So I become a bubble-bath for my sociopath With the God-given right of the socialite She said she only thinks of love like a long weekend But she might jump in if I show her to the deep end Yeah And it makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head She says that if I wanted romance I could find it in a path But if I wanna face the music then I only have to ask She sings me want to know as if we're sitting 'round the fire And there ain't no feeling like the feeling of desire Yeah And it makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head And it makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub It makes my head feel like a nightclub So take me for a ride 'til the morning after It makes my head