Alarmed by fascination The darkness in me grows A moment's hesitation The dark assumes control Really, I don't know what matters I only know two things The first it is the flower that flatters The second is a scorpion stings Well... I'm giving up on a wish in the well Alright I'm sick and tired of trying to tell Whether I am facing front or back Waiting in line Let me sling this fable Have you seen the papers? They're written from a bird's eye view Unsafe beneath the surface of saviors They can't see me or you... Well... I'm giving up on a wish in the well I'm sick and tired of trying to tell Whether I am facing front or back Waiting in line Let me sling this fable ♪ Well the future came today The alarm bell sounds the stage While these fools twiddle their thumbs Something wicked this way comes I'm giving up on a wish in the well I'm sick and tired of trying to tell I'm giving up on a wish in the well my love I'm sick and tired Whether I am facing front or back Waiting in line Let me sling this fable Another wish another well I'm giving up on a wish in the well I'm sick and tid of trying to tell Oh I'm giving up on a wish oin the well I'm giving up on a wish in the well