You draw a line around my head
You think it's where it's at
You've lost your sense of it
And I feel that it's somewhat strange
How your mind is set for it
When I know the fault's all mine
And still you're hanging on
You're hanging on
I know the fault's all mine
We're in the wait of something else
It's like a subtle sense
And all comes back again
But you're going all the way
It's hard to draw the line
When I know the fault's all mine
And still you're hanging on
You're hanging on
I know the fault's all mine
For this, for this, that your mind is set for this (x4)