Chevelle

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 / 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