I feel so bad for being so good at what I do
I made the choice to go make sure she was still mine
Pulled her back, gave her another dose to keep her under my spell
Then it was time to head home where
One came to greet me, and another ran to meet me

At first things were ice blue, now they're fire red
First she began to slide away, now tied to the string on my finger
Her and the other two, all stuck in my head
I thought I would delight when I became you
And I do, though my conscience also has some things to say

I want to be you, Something I really pursued
But guilt breeds deep down inside
Please tell me what you would do
Or is that for me to answer now
Seeing as we are the same
Do I pick and play one, or do I pray on all of them
How much can my conscience take
Playing two, then three against each other, waiting for the breakdown
Next thing I know I'll be going straight down, thinking Am I Ok
Should I just ride along and see how things go
Or stick with number one and try to cauterize the wounds

I wish it could all be that easy, you three agreed to please me
Though for good reason it doesn't work that way
So I guess I'll just do it on my own
And do my best to hide each from the other
Down this path I plan to go
And if guilt takes over, or one gets discovered
I guess it'll be too late to apologize now
So let's see where it goes