I remember all the times

The song, the melody, the rhyme

Recurring in my mind when I met you



But it feels so strange

Is this all arranged?

All arranged by you

Yeah was nothing true?



And now you look past my eyes

As if you're waiting for a vice

To have a cause to leave again



You're going to take it without a feeling

Making your relation tactical

Do you really want to offend me in this way

Don't say: what do I care



I behold

You're so cold

Live and win

By your maxim



You say all your freedom's gone

You're sure of where you belong

Now you must budge from my side



I don't understand

Don't you need a hand

A hand of tenderness

What do you repress?



So we're here at daggers drawn

After calm now comes the storm

I never wanted this variance



You're going to take it without a feeling

Making your relation tactical

Do you really want to offend me in this way

Don't say: what do I care



I behold

You're so cold

Live and win

By your maxim



Never go back to where you come from

You gotta act with intellect



Oh it feels so strange

Is this all arranged

Was nothing true

Is this all arranged

Is this arranged

Arranged by you



Never go back to where you come from

You gotta act with intellect

Never go back to where you come from

You gotta act with intellect