I didn’t think that I would be the one to tell you
I didn’t think that I could be the one to tell
I never thought that anyone could understand you
I never thought that anyone would even dare
Talking backwards is not allowed
Fine fingers in the crowd
Two steps up see what you’ve done
Talking backwards is not allowed
Passion lingers in the proud
To set up then tear back down
You come to me I test the waters that you swim in
You give to me I drink the water from your well
You drop the drop I’m sinking deep enough to drown in
You drip and drip your poison ghost into my shell
Talking backwards is not allowed
Fine fingers in the crowd
Two steps up see what you’ve done
Talking backwards is not allowed
Passion lingers in the proud
To set up then tear back down
We talk and talk and still I end up in confusion
We walk the walk and still a different road you’re on
We both agree it’s nothing more than an illusion
We both agree so why’d you have to cut and run?
Talking backwards is not allowed
Fine fingers in the crowd
Two steps up see what you’ve done
Talking backwards is not allowed
Passion lingers in the proud
To set up then tear back down