Every breath you borrow
Something has to follow
Breakaway devices
Would you be my priceless?
Sounds filter thru static
Lost toys fill the attic
Life you'll be my lover
Keep me undercover

Moth to the flame!
Moth to the flame!

Slippery knots come undone
Hit reverse and then run
Smoking guns will out you
Everything aint about you
Take some time a new thought
No product to be bought
Please open the window
I've got a life to throw out