Your caustic tongue that eats away The static hum that fills the day Buries me beneath a crown of silk and sweat Where I see clear the things that I forget It's all by chaste design that I seem to be known ♪ Occluded by desire, still I scheme to atone ♪ I think I found the worst mistake The kind that sounds just like it tastes But I'm still bound by the lines laced in your face ♪ Unseen, it won't help It's so clear, the things that I've left out It's all by chaste design (No, I can't be it) that I seem to be known 'Cause I was overwhelmed ♪ Secluded by desire (No, I can't be it), still I scheme to atone ('Cause I was overwhelmed)