Too Much and Not the Mood

The mercury moves swiftly through my feet
So I can’t dance, but it’s nice to meet you
I entered alone, I’ll leave here alone
Cause I’ve got no one to hold, I know
The apathy moves swiftly through my brain
You move around the room drinking cheap champagne
I don’t know what I want, I only do what I’m told
Then I start heading home
Too much and not the mood
But if I abide will you still whisper to me in subdued
Tones I can not confuse
I’ll part my hair behind and stick my neck out face down and come through
Don’t wanna be your imparter
I’ll stay nice and clean
My jaw can oscillate through after thought
My dear, shall we convene?