You thought you had a good grip on the game,
But you lost it
You thought you had me behind the line,
But I crossed it
Yes, darling, you're the cake,
But I am the frosting
You never met a girl that can make things exhausting
You thought that if you'd run,
That I'd follow after
You thought your book ended with me,
But I started a new chapter
Your sticky little tentacles thought they had me captured,
When will you ever learn that I am the master ?
You're the damsel in distress
For once in your life,
I can toy with your heart
If you can mess with mine,
You try to get away from me
But come back every time,
Does my manipulative tactics
Really sublime ?
What's the point of the chase,
If you can't even get what you want ?
What's the point of your heart,
If you're incapable to love ?
