A delicate part of your elegant sin
Believe it or not it starts from within
You feed from the top or under the skin
Sensations that stop before they begin
I see through your plot I know where you've been
You're fooling yourself if you think you can win
The smarter you are the older you get
The pain that you feel is a life of regret
Locked up inside when the darkness wins
How do I start when you begin
I loved you before you'll love me again
Always the same like time with no end
Try as you might I'll never change
Dissect my brain and rearrange me
Rearrange me rearrange me
Rearrange me ah no no no