I haven’t slept for days,
I got you on my mind,
Block the sun with these shades,
That I hide behind,
Yeah, I’m on the right path,
But you’re leading me astray,
Sure, I try to hide it,
But you’re too good at bringing out the bad in me.

Bringing out the bad in me,
Bringing out the bad in me,
Bringing out the bad in me,
Yeah, you’re too good at bringing out the bad in me.

Thought I was free from these chains,
But I’m back to old ways,
It runs deep in my veins,
And leaves a bitter taste,
Yeah, I’m the boss man,
But who’s the boss of me?
I used to call the shots,
But you’re too good at bringing out the bad in me.

Bringing out the bad in me,
Bringing out the bad in me,
Bringing out the bad in me,

Yeah you’re too good at bringing out the bad in me

Through Your Open DoorTime cut in sound
A sharper blade for a signal doubt
Hands cold enough
Arms raised as a lightning mast
A theatre of one
A voice overrun
Ringing through the valley of resonance
Rope winding down but
Held higher than we could reach to climb

Streets lead your smile
Played famous and versatile
Sleeps through the fire
Collateral battle cries fight
Confessant dark
Incessant spark
Racing shadows on rustic arks
We won’t bend
Won’t resist to enlist our lips againAnd sing your madrigalSee the girl she hides seeks
Climbs the pedestal
Say you'll now lead
Walk me through your open door
through your open door
And sing your madrigal
Sing your madrigal
And sing...