I've been thinking. I've been phrasing
I've been making a shelf
To Line'em Up long enough
To keep it all to myself
These words, they need a night out
Evil. Hoping to slow it down
Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat
Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet
And now I know that I'm sounding crazy
But I guess, oh well. I can't explain but
Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? Are you bewitching?
Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?
Well in second, I'm a wreck and I don't want to rebel
There isn't time to wonder why
Or even think for myself
Caught up. I didn't see it
But, I'm sure I wouldn't care if I had
Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat
Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet
And now I know that I'm sounding crazy
But I guess, oh well. I can't explain but
Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? Are you bewitching?
Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?
Is something influencing all my decisions?
Cause I can't seem to think for myself anymore
Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat
Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet
And now I know that I'm sounding crazy
But I guess, oh well. I can't explain but
Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? Are you bewitching?
Feel like I'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?