Magic Show

I can break out of handcuffs Pull a rose out of my front pocket Dazzle you with a sky of doves And pull a card with your name across it And I can make even the boldest lie sound like the prettiest truth Oh, have I got a magic show for you Put your heart in this wooden box You can be my lovely volunteer Watch as I pull the knife across As the crowd stands to cheer My dear just Promise me you won't look too close At the blood on the floor when I'm through Oh, have I got a magic show for you? I am explosions And hidden doors Abracadabras and metaphors Oh, love At least you can say that I'm yours Yeah, yeah, yeah I can break out of handcuffs Pull a rose out of my front pocket Dazzle you with a sky of doves Pull a card with your name across it 'Til you awake one day to find Someone that you barely knew Oh, have I got a magic show? Oh, got a magic show Oh, have I got a magic show for you?