Using, abusing It's never ending It's not befriending Truly Soothing You're not invited to get acquainted Gone away And I know that you lay there cold Choosing, losing It's not a question Minds are arrested Truly amusing You're overrated, they'll get acquainted Gone away And I know that you lay... There cold! Alone! And I'm feelin' under You'd lie to me again You came to lose And you came to lose