This old game of who used who, Disgraceful that you know my room. And I can see the evil games you love to play, Don't give a shit take all of me. Cut me deep, cut me right.
Seeking out a confidence in me, Can't seem to wash you from my sheets, Now you know where I lay me head.
I'm the spider in your room.
You don't mean the things you say, Understand I see everything.
Tease me with your heart,
Seeking out a confidence in me, Can't seem to wash you from my sheets, Now you know where I lay me head.
Seeking out a confidence in me, Can't seem to wash you from my sheets, Now you know where I lay me head.
Got me scratching at your back door,
We both know what I came back for.
Caught you looking out the window, Got this eerie little tingle... More from Balance & Composure