I'm not the type of girl
That's gonna take you for a whirl
And leave you upside down
Oh, all the way across the town
Well, don't you look up to me
Be it that I may leave you dry or faded
Through the vines
Velvet patterns
Fall this time...
There is a way anyone can view the world
Without a fear of having everything unfurled
Im not the one who's gonna bear your every motivation
There's someone looking out
But they may be stuck at the station
Don't look away from pain
It might be wise to stay a while
And collect a little more
So you will know
Who's at the door
This time...
