Lyrics

If we take it from the top now Just how you left me before Found me breaking out of blackout With one hand on the door I feel my body calling Dying for a way to let go (Cold stare, are you tasting the glare) It's his voice, through my lips Yeah I'm beggin' him to leave me alone (No shot, boy I'm all that you got) Spectator Mirror me A best seller First edition of a lip read Cold killer A big tease I'm on the edge I'm exactly where you want me Exactly where you want me I'm exactly where you want me to be Alone in your perception A personal hell I drown in self deception Seems like I'm serving you well Spectator Mirror me A best seller First edition of a lip read Cold killer A big tease I'm on the edge I'm exactly where you want me Exactly where you want me I'm exactly where you want me to be Another critic in the front seat I'm exactly where you want me to be (Spectator) So distraught by what I don't see (Spectator) Yeah I'm exactly where he wants me to be
Writer(s): Drew Polovick, Caleb Hiltunen, James Kourafas, Sean Burke, Eric Doar, Christopher Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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