Beware

Cut the engine when I'm all revved up
Pull the rug beneath my feet
Pull the trigger when I'm all wound up
Then you turn your back on me
Then you say that I'm talking too much
But I'm just talking to myself
And whether you like it or not
You'll never ask for help
Breathing for you
Can't be all in my head
Changing scares you
This is all in your head
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there
Draw the battlelines and back me down
To the corner with such ease
Turn the knife til I'm so worked up
All I do is aim to please
The power balance is now upside down
With a sudden change of gears
Every single word is all washed up
By your crocodile tears
Breathing for you
Can't be all in my head
Changing scares you
This is all in your head
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there
Go
The setting sun crumbles in the distance
Feeble words meeting new resistance
Tired games do they make a difference
Tired games, tired games
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there
Beware, I swear, I will be waiting there