The Magician

For his first trick, he'll ignore you.
For his next trick, he'll give in.
And there ain't no turning back
Once your eyes have gone black
While he's touching your skin.
Now watch closely as he floats you
In the middle of the air.
Yeah, and for his grand finale,
Every time you run away,
He can make you reappear.
Brings you flowers and
He steals you kisses.
Calls you Sugar
And all of that stuff.
Smoke and mirrors, baby.
He's the magician.
Right before your eyes,
Makes it look just like love.
Just enough like love.
Well, he's a crooked car salesman.
He'll say anything to close.
Yeah, the secret's in his twitch.
He's a real son of a bitch.
And he thinks nobody knows.
He's a spider in a woodpile.
He's an apple in a tree.
He's a greasy lawyer, honey.
He's just in it for the money
And you're so green.
Brings you flowers and
He steals you kisses.
Calls you Sugar
And all of that stuff.
Smoke and mirrors, baby.
He's the magician.
Right before your eyes,
Makes it look just like love.
But it's not love.
He's just a drug and you're addicted to the stuff.
Brings you flowers and
He steals you kisses.
Calls you Sugar
And all of that stuff.
Smoke and mirrors, baby.
He's the magician.
Right before your eyes,
Makes it look just like --
Brings you flowers and
He steals you kisses.
Calls you Sugar
And all of that stuff.
Smoke and mirrors, baby.
He's the magician.
Right before your eyes,
Makes it look just like love.
Just enough like love
Yeah, just enough.