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Paroles: 40 Below Summer. Invitation To The Dance. Power Tool.

I shut your eyes and I fed you lies
I'm up inside, now I cannot hide
Those burns on your skin
And the stains on your grin
I took your pain
Now you're dropped again

I can't feel the way you want me to
I'll use you, abuse you, conveniently lose you
And I can't feel the way you want me to
It's just, just my power tool

Who takes your hand?
Who makes you dance?
Who's in your pants?
Your lover, player, president

I can't feel the way you want me to
I'll use you, abuse you, conveniently lose you
And I can't feel the way you want me to
It's just, just my power tool

You lose, don't confuse what I say
I took you then threw you away
You're through, don't misconstrue what I said
All I wanted was just a little head

You lose, don't confuse what I say
I took you then threw you away
You're through, don't misconstrue what I said
All I wanted was just a little head

I can't feel the way you want me to
I'll use you, abuse you, conveniently lose you
And I can't feel the way you want me to
It's just, just my power tool

You lose, don't confuse what I say
I took you then threw you away
You're through, don't misconstrue what I said
All I wanted was just a little head

You lose, don't confuse what I say
I took you then threw you away
You're through, don't misconstrue what I said
All I wanted was just a little head

I threw you away
I threw you away
I threw you away

I can't feel the way you want me to
I'll use you, abuse you, I'll use you, abuse you
I can't feel the way you want me to
It's just, just my power tool