Anything Can Happen In The Next Half Hour

His eyes are locked on her.
Her eyes are fixed elsewhere.
He's confident, but he's not aware she doesn't care.

Their only connection is the silence that they both grasp.
He's lost control, but she's not aware of his stare.

Everything seems to intimidate him.
With the strobe lights flashing her body's jolting, but cracking, as his eyes split in two. If only she knew.
The curtain goes down on him again.

Everything seems to be closing in on her.
It feels just like she is being hunted. But its all right, it's all good.
She's not aware of his stare.

We've had this date from the beginning.
The curtain goes down on him again.

Who remains when the curtain falls?
Who remains when the curtain goes down...?