Right, maybe, you're a toy
For me, baby, you're a toy
Love that I want employ
Cuz you're that I want enjoy

I see you're a hunting boy
But I'm hunting here I want
Right, maybe, I'm annoying
I'll get to your dirty soul, so

I want
To close
The hole
Your soul
I'm not
The one
They call
The clown

Right, so maybe
We'll go, baby
To a place where
We can stay
And I'll say that
I'm in love, babe
But then I'll play
With you again
Right, so
Maybe we'll go
Somewhere where I'll
Play with you like toy
You're young, you're too in love
To see me use you as toy again

I want
To close
The hole
Your soul
I'm not
The one
They call
The clown
I want
To close
The hole
Your soul
I'm not
The one
They call
The clown

Get it down
Round and round
I've already fallen low
I can't sleep
Walk around
What am I thinking about?

It’s my show
Round and round
I've already fallen low
I can't sleep
Walk around
It is all my inner clown

Round and round
Round and round
What am I thinking about?