Show me how, to lose control,
Show me how this love story ends.
Tell me what your thinking when you're ill,
Tell me who you wonna' kill.

But don't tell me to stop.
Don't tell me to hold your hand.
Don't expect me to catch you, when you fall
Cause' this is a pathetic little world.

.A magical emotion floating in the air,
where it will stop, no body really cares
I putted a spell over his eyes,
Now he can see what ever he desire