Lyrics Lucky Boys Confusion

Lucky Boys Confusion

Beware

Cut the engine when I'm all revved up, pull the rug beneath my feet

Pull the trigger when I'm wound up, then you turn your back on me

Then you say that I'm taking too much, that I'm talking to myself

And whether you like it or not you'll never ask for help

Breathing for you

Can't be all in my head

Changing scares you

This is all in your head

Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there

Draw the battlelines and back me down to the corner with such ease

Turn the knife til I'm so worked up all I do is aim to please

The power balance is now upside down with a sudden change of gears

Every single word is now washed up by your crocodile tears

The setting sun crumbles in the distance

Feeble words meeting new resistance

Tired games do they make a difference

Tired games, tired games