you think you know me
with your own vacant eyes
vacant touch
you think you know mebut it in fact me who knows you
right down to your icy interioryour fulitle attempts to get over
usyou love to hate me
i smell it on your tongue
you think you know me
with your own vacant eyes
vacant touch
you think you know mebut it in fact me who knows you
right down to your icy interioryour fulitle attempts to get over
usyou love to hate me
i smell it on your tongue