Poe - Wild (Radio remix) lyrics

Wild, wild I go wild, 'cause you break me open Wild 'cause you left me here I go wild 'cause your promises are broken Wild because the chips are down Wild because there isn't anybody else around Wild when the waves start to break And God knows they're breaking in me now I go wild because it doesn't make sense For me to cry out in my own defense And wild because I would do anything To tear you off your precious fence So this is what it's like living in limbo First I'm high, then I'm so low I go wild 'cause you break me open Wild 'cause you left me here I go wild 'cause your promises are broken Wild when I know you're near I go wild I go wild... Tell me what you've come here for Moving like a hunter through my back door Leaving the perfume of all you adore To die nameless on my floor Yeah, well we both know that you don't play fair I guess you really think that you'd get me there Let's be honest, perhaps it's alright It's too much for even you to bear You've got some nerve to come back here You're not the only one who can smell fear I go wild 'cause you break me open Wild 'cause you left me here I go wild 'cause your promises are broken Wild, don't you get it dear You're not the only one who runs on instincts No, I got instincts of my own You've got a lot of nerve to come back Plan your attack and I am still waiting Did you want something? You wrote the rules to try and contain me You broke them now, you'll haven't tamed me And I'm wild I go wild Tell me what you've come here for What is it you adore, won't you tell me? What would you cry for? Swallow your pride for? What would you, oh, go wild for? You've got a lot of nerve to come back here Speak up now, darling, I have been waiting I go wild 'cause you break me open Wild 'cause you left me here I go wild 'cause your promises are broken Wild, don't you get it dear? You're not the only one who runs on instincts No, I got instincts of my own You got a lot of nerve to come back Plan your attack, and I am still waiting Did you want something? You wrote the rules to try and contain me You broke them now, you haven't tamed me And I'm wild... Oh, oh, oh... Wild... Tell me what you've come for... I go wild... Like a hunter... Tell me what you've come for... (come back here) La da da da da da Like a hunter... Communication is not just words Communication is architecture Because of course it is quite obvious That a house which would be built without the sense Without that desire for communication Would not look the way your house looks today