You were caught with your clothes off And a knife to your throat saying, “I don’t know why… But I have a strange feeling Something tells me that I could survive I wanna give it try”
How do you Make it look so easy? You’ve got a gift for playing pretend Here it comes I see that sky go black and I am running to keep up And I’m taking the bait again
This lightening is violent There’s no telling what these dark clouds will bring And there’s no hiding from it See that flash on your face, sinister, threatening And it’s really a pity I admit that I’m guilty of chasing the storm Now I’m spiraling in it You shot, but I was the bullet in your gun
How do you Make it look so easy? You’ve got a knack for making believe Here it comes I see that sky go black and I am running to keep up ‘Cause who knows what you’ve got up your sleeve