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