Over thinking over every thing, that's my recipe
It is pace that k**s, so let it rest in piece
So many times you've been told 'Don't mess with him'
But now you're here staring at me in perplexity
Slow down for ma**ive attack, on the mezzanine
Looks like it is only us who have stayed on
I'm thankful to your memory's tenacity
For retrieving questions you refrained from
'-Why are you all up in my grill?
The game you play så sjukt ont'
Look, I bet all-in and you don't fold
Then we can split the bill
What do you mean 'you never spoke so firmly'?
You precisely know, there is a tradeoff
Between enticement and betrayal
By the way, you're not going home,
Them friends all gone, the lights are off
Make sure you have your plaid on