Stockholm Syndrome

Oh say it ain't so if you really want to

But the eye in your eyes, it says otherwise

My Tasmanian tongue twists at the unconvinced girl

But her mind has been made, the bricks are laid

She waits and she waits

Just hoping I'll take the bait, I guess I'm in season

I wait and I wait

Hoping for a stalemate in spite of our dreams

Stockholm syndrome, where did I go wrong?

She's a leech on a leash, I just can't shake her off

And with each sip she takes I'll just justify the loss

I swear, the time before the last was the last straw

Now all that's left is the needle and blood to draw

She waits and she waits

Hoping I'll take the bait, I guess I'm in season

Waits, now waits

Just hoping for a stalemate in spite of our dreams

Stockholm syndrome, where did I go wrong?