I see the look in your eyes
I feel the hook and the line
I smell the scent of your trap
Waiting consent to attack
Make me believe all your lies
Guide me to my own demise
Expecting nothing but this
Suspense till you call it a
Lost cause (till you call it a)
I wanna see what you’ve seen
I want the touch of your skin
This heat is lighting the fuse
You got me ready to lose
Could it be just not enough?
Sure all the lines have been crossed
Baby, is that all there is?
Maybe you turned me into a
Lost cause (you turned me into a)
