X`ing out the numbers puts me in a slumber
Can`t call for help and nobody`s at home.
Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion
Fueled by superstition and slick tricks bright lights.
It takes one million strips of paper fastened by one staple.
To take the upper hand they say you`ve got to have a plan.
Simple concentration, choked with hesitation,
Simple conversation, no I don`t understand.
No, I don`t understand how you got the upper hand on me.
I don`t understand how you got the upper hand on me.
X`ing out the number put me in a slumber
So hard to call for help when nobody`s at home.
Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion
Fueled by superstition, stuck in repetition.
You`re calling me a liar, there`s more smoke than fire.
More smoke than fire if you`re calling me a liar.
On a million strips of paper, fastened by one staple.
In one word, shut it down, shut it down.
No, I don`t understand how you got the upper hand on me.
I don`t understand how you got the upper hand on me.
No, I don`t understand how you got the upper hand on me.