You think you know me so terribly well
A friend or foe, ain't so easy to tell
A dirty look should never imply
We ever see eye to eye

The thin line between love and hate
We cut through it like scissor and tape
I'm getting sick of the diesel and speed
No-one rides cliché-free

CHART THAT COURSE WE'RE ON
FLOG THAT DYING SWAN
CLAIM THIS POISONED DART
TO THE CENTER OF YOUR HEART

Too many people bend over to please
Are we to win or merely here to appease?
The bind is weak, the factor remains
We're sharing a ball and chain

CHART THAT COURSE WE'RE ON
FLOG THAT DYING SWAN
CLAIM THIS POISONED DART
TO THE CENTER OF YOUR HEART