The Meddler

You had that nighttime confidence Yet again Like when you tear us all to bits Yet again If you really want advice here You're too much like a wall If you're gonna light those fires We're all up in arms again Well I don't belong here Don't fit your style Felt your left foot Now meet my right See now over this, you meddler Feed off all the rest, you meddler Talking so close, you bring to mind It's no fun to be behaving But you really lit a fire All up in arms again Why don't you feed off all the rest Well, I don't belong here Don't fit your style Felt your left foot Now meet my right It's now or never More difficult Those midnight answers And stray arrows Never, never Lean on you Clever, clever One on two You're mine Finite Imagine this It's sad To say It's simple When still we want to watch Well, I don't belong here Don't fit your style Felt your left foot Now meet my right It's now or never More difficult Those midnight answers And stray arrows I don't belong --- The Meddler - Chevelle