A firm grip with hands fully extent
Pressures rise when I meet your eyes
Fists clenched, I know I'm not your type
Its not till now that I see, you meet all my tastes
I don't even know you
I let you stir trouble in my mind
Gave a stranger access to my emotions
Cause me to have misfires in my mood
I feel angst in my soul and see my hearts aura explode
No control, no taking hold of it, don't look back on me
This is a tragedy, its a force of mischief
Enlightened by my mysterious characteristics
You try to get closer but I am chained
You say you have the keys
You tell me not to be afraid
I sat there defenseless and opened up the doors
Because I knew I wouldn't have to worry about getting hurt again