my love you have written a thousand loveletters
to someone who’s not even there
i wish i could see you more often this winter
and listen to all that you say
you talk about books about music and poetry
your absence is unbearable to me
my love, i dissolve in a glow just to know
how it feels now you’re leaving me here

she just takes me down, she just loves to play
little kinky mindgames
there’s got to be more to it, than just acting strange
little kinky mindgames
thee without sin, throw the first stone
thee without sin, throw the first stone

overexposed you walk in the room
and tell me to take of my clothes
you say 'just killing some time, 
now what’s wrong to have fun
now be nice, shut up and lay down'
amused by the thought that you’re taking control
you say i’m nothing, you say i’m just bones
what the hell was i thinking, i could get away,
coming over and make a fool of my soul 

she just takes me down, she just loves to play
little kinky mindgames
there’s got to be more to it, than just acting strange
little kinky mindgames
and i don’t understand why she loves to play
little kinky mindgames
thee without sin, throw the first stone
little kinky mindgames

thee without sin, throw the first stone
thee without sin, throw the first stone