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