I've been thinking. I've been phrasing.

I've been making a shelf

to line'em up long enough,

to keep it all to myself.

These words, they need a night out.

Evil. Hoping to slow it down.

Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat.

Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet

and now I know that I'm sounding crazy,

But I guess, oh well. I can't explain but

Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? Are you bewitching?

Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?

Well in second, I'm a wreck and I don't want to rebel.

There isn't time to wonder why

or even think for myself.

Caught up. I didn't see it but,

I'm sure I wouldn't care if I had.

Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat.

Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet

and now I know that I'm sounding crazy,

but I guess, oh well. I can't explain but

Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? Are you bewitching?

Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?

Pulling on a puppet string.

Is something influencing all my decisions?

Cause I can't seem to think for myself anymore.

Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat.

Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet

and now I know that I'm sounding crazy,

but I guess, oh well. I can't explain but

Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? Are you bewitching?

Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?

Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?

On a puppet string.

Pulling on a puppet string.