Tangled in your net You know I'm not much use For all the things you'd wanna use me for I'm not much use for keeping me around Say that with regret We can make up for all the Time I'd waste on your mistakes It won't do good if you keep me on the ground Be sure to complain when all of the dust in your apartment Has no use for firestarting And even if you aim Right between the eyes There's no chance that I'd miss you tonight I won't let you win It'll take me forever You won't let me in The melancholy memory