Gaslight

The scent I’m smelling when you’re over here telling

Of all those things you did for free

This ain’t a friendship, it’s a business, and I know it

'Cause you want it, you want it, you want it out of me

It’s the same

The same set of tricks

It’s the same

The same set of tricks

Same

Same

You thrive from this feeling

Can’t you see that you’re deceiving

Feeding your ego, you haven’t got a spine

Another scheme that promises a profit

Do you mean it, do you mean it, do you mean it this time?

It’s the same

The same set of tricks

It’s the same

The same set of tricks

Same

Same