In your sliver of sky you pull the strings
You twist your fingers in everything
You meet a woman you look in her eyes
You smell like a friend but you criticize
How could they know you hate them, you hate them?
You're hot, you're cold, you're inside, you're out
Don't tell me, I know you lead, they follow
All the way down
You blow bubbles, yeah this is your trick
You give 'em a name and you make it stick
You hold 'em so close they can't make you out
You banish the new, you banish the doubt
How could they know you hate them, you hate them?
You're hot, you're cold, you're inside, you're out
Don't tell me, I know you lead, they follow you down
You down, you down?
It's a mystery of the heart
Why we all fall in love with the dark, the dark
How could they know you hate them, you hate them?
You're hot, you're cold, you're inside, you're out
Don't tell me, I know you lead, they follow
Yeah, I know where that road goes
You lead, they follow
All the way down
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