You called me here on business I can't believe I'm sitting in your room A real life rock'n'roller Tattoos along your shoulder My mother wouldn’t like you You're blowing soke You blink your sleepy eyes Kiss me for the first time There goes my caution, I inhale your lies You got me paralysed What were you thinking? Handling a heart of twenty years like that Twistin' the knife in Just to stitch it up and pat yourself on the back Your temperamental current, flimsy reassurance Cold then keeping me warm You lay it on so heavy Then go on and forget me each time that you meet 'the one' You're blowing soke You blink your sleepy eyes Try to kiss me like the first time (woah) Stuck with my heart and my head so unaligned You got me paralysed What were you thinking? Handling a heart of twenty years like that Twistin' the knife in Just to stitch it up and pat yourself on the back Build up my appetite Then you're so scandalized When I was hungry for more What were you thinking? Handling a heart of twenty years like that (Like that) Hey yeah What were you thinking? Handling a heart of twenty years like that Twistin’ the knife in Just to stitch it up and pat yourself on the back Build up my appetite Then you’re so scandalized When I was hungry for more Oh what were you thinking? Handling a heart of twenty years like that