You don't know his name
Only coz you spoke for as long as you can remember
Don't mean a thing
At his right to play nice he wants you to fall into his game
Wants to pour his potion unto you
Split it the wrong way and you think he really likes you
Think his interests in you are genuine and if you hand it to him on a plate he'll play nice
You've fallen under his cleverly concealed darkly wet scheme of a spell
He got you right where he wanted you!
Right under him so he'd play his game he'd slate you when its over
Ignore you forever long the bet be back on his sweet tongue you can't resist
He just knows how to get what he wants he knows how to play it cool
So any doubts, any anger will be melted like his popsticle stick
How to get you back crawling like an ant rushing back to the queen
Like a bee buzzing back to a hive
He knows how to get what he wants unless you say no
You need to walk away and stop blaming everyone, but yourself for him