I see the look in your eyes I feel the hook and the line I smell the scent of your trap Waiting consent to attack Make me believe all your lies Guide me to my own demise Expecting nothing but this Suspense till you call it a Lost cause (till you call it a) I wanna see what you’ve seen I want the touch of your skin This heat is lighting the fuse You got me ready to lose Could it be just not enough? Sure all the lines have been crossed Baby, is that all there is? Maybe you turned me into a Lost cause (you turned me into a)