Tell me, are you the type to step on blood?
Help me, understand how far this goes
Cause I need to know
Cause I, I'm too used to wicked games, mm
And I, you and I we're not the same

If I fall
Will stand on me to feel tall?
If I fall
Will you give a hand to hold on?

Loose ends
What would it take to keep 'em tied?
Oh, bruises
Only thing you leave behind
I know your type

I, I'm too used to wicked games, mm
And I, you and I we're not the same

If I fall
Will you stand on me to feel tall?
If I fall
Will you give a hand to hold on?

I see through your eyes
I know your type
I know your type
I see through your eyes
I see through your eyes