Am I a toy to you? 

With strings around my fingers, 

for you to pull and watch as I collapsed when you want. 

The coldest night to me, is a switch that you control. 

Tip-toe around your words just to calm you down again. 



There's too many people that we both love 

and too many secrets I don't wanna know. 



You're still chasing him. 

My saving grace is saving face. 

Lost on the back burner. 

Good for, good for you. 

My saving grace is saving face. 

I just sit and wait. 



There's always just enough of you to pull me back. 

But I can see your eyes drifting past what you have. 

I'm flagging down a ship when it's on its way to sea. 

The horn is blaring out, but I just don't want to hear. 



I never left you in a sandstorm. 

I never left for a second at all. 



You're still chasing him. 

My saving grace is saving face. 

Lost on the back burner. 

Good for, good for you. 

My saving grace is saving face. 

I just sit and wait. 



I thought you were and angel, I guess you were a vulture. 

Either way, spread your wings and just fly away. [x2] 



You're still chasing him. 

My saving grace is saving face. 

Lost on the back burner. 

Good for, good for you. 

My saving grace is saving face. 

I just sit and wait. 



I just sit and wait. (Spread your wings and fly away) [x4]