‘Cause he’s not undercover, he walks past his lovers And the others know there’s no defense There is no evidence He creates an illusion that leads to confusion And you give up your common sense Well that’s my two cents He’s like a whip that doesn’t crack

Those fingers in my hair That sly come hither stare That strips my conscience bare It's witchcraft And I've got no defense for it The heat is too intense for it What good would common sense for it do 'Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft And

Lay it all on me now Your love's always finding me out Who am I kidding? Will you lay it all on me now? Write it on a piece of paper, honey Put it in my coat before I go Everything starts at your skin, so new If all my defenses come down, oh baby

Was it a dream? Is this the only evidence that proves it A photograph of you and I? A photograph of you and I Your defenses were on high Your walls built deep inside Yeah, I'm a selfish bastard But at least I'm not alone My intentions never change

Those fingers in my hair That sly come hither stare That strips my conscience bare It's witchcraft And I've got no defense for it The heat is too intense for it What good would common sense for it do 'Cause it's witchcraft, wicked witchcraft And

I'm your turbo lover Tell me there's no other Better run for cover You won't hear me, But you'll feel me Without warning, somethings dawning, listen. Then within your senses, You'll know you're defenseless How your heart beats, when you run for cover

Oh, all of my favorite scars Love covers you up in a landslide Love pulls you under like a riptide Love's when you crash trying to hang glide Love's when you run and then there's no light Love is a sword when you've got no defense Love is the rock we

In you I'm lost It's like a weapon Against the present Of self defense Self defense Present tense I won't get heavy Don't get heavy

Loving you was young, and wild, and free Loving you was cool, and hot, and sweet Loving you was sunshine, safe and sound A steady place to let down my defenses But loving you had consequences Dirty tissues, trust issues Glasses on the sink, they didn't

I'll morph to someone else If I keep moving, they won't know Defense mechanism mode What they throw at me's too slow I'm just a ghost There's no "above", or "under", or "around" it For "above" is blind belief and "under" is sword to sleeve And "around"