I could never be as good as you, no matter what I do
It may take a million years or a bottle of clues
I'm following you where I need to go
It's a helpless move, but I'm so eager to know
Exactly how you discovered how to master this art
The practice of passion is a masochistic march
I have to give to you, your happiness provoked
Such a storm from the cabin twists of kissing magic in the dark
I'm behind you. I know exactly where you hide
Whether it's a classroom, a tattoo or the back of my eyes
I'm back, and just in time for a miracle project
Dancing perfectly on the beat as I stand on the back of the line
I could never be as good as you, no matter what I do
It may take a million years or a bottle of clues
I'm following you where I need to go
It's a helpless move, but I'm so eager to know
How long does it take to create music that makes millions of mothers
Who hated before saying that it's wrong to say no, wait
Go where the little angel grace gracefully one toe at a time
On top of a volcano waiting for not to matter
To lie too, it's noon, no matter the wounds of dying
It's all in due time, soon, kneel, ruin wide, I am you
Have not you decided you're an idiot?
A slime slut, a creator whose fear of lying because no body likes you
I'm behind you. I know exactly where you hide
Whether it's a classroom, a tattoo or the back of my eyes
I'm back, and just in time for a miracle project
Dancing perfectly in people, I'm at the back of the line
I could never be as good as you, no matter what I do
It may take a million years or a bottle of clues
I'm following you where I need to go
It's a helpless move, but I'm so eager to know
