and i sit here waiting and comb my hair wait in line your time will come says the man he waves his gun carpet burns beneath my name your finger prints i'll play your game i'll play your game just pull me under i'll play your game just pull me under just pull me under cast your blood to my open veins i won't tell them will just play your game i'll play your game just pull me under i'll take the blame just pull me under close the curtains finger prints in dust she's been drowning and i drink her loss i'll take the blame just pull me under i'll play your game just pull me under i'll play insane just pull me under