Like A Hitman, Like A Dancer

In love with Like A Hitman, Like A Dancer by Carl Newman of The New Pornographers...

Like a hitman, oh, like a dancer
On the soul, on the soul
Like the old champion about to go under
Oh my soul, oh my soul

You'd like a change, man
Without a change, man
You could've changed sides
But you wanted to win
Changed sides
But you wanted to win

Like a fourth wall, cop chase on blue screen
All eyes roll, all eyes roll
Like a snowfall that blankets a city
Swallowed whole, swallowed whole

You'd like a change, man
Without a change, man
You could've changed sides
But you wanted to win
Changed sides
But you wanted to win

Like a hitman, oh, like a dancer
On the soul, on the soul
Like a balancing act or a stage whisper
It's all I know, it's all I know

You'd like a change, man
Without a change, man
You could've changed sides
But you wanted to win
Changed sides
But you wanted to win

Like a change, man
Without a change, man
You could've changed sides
But you wanted to win
Changed sides
But you wanted to win

Like a hitman, oh, like a dancer
Like a hitman, oh, like a dancer