The Collector

You know I only manage two kinds of emotion
The fear of rejection and absolute devotion
I never found a middle ground somewhere in-between
The one where my heart is sound and my head serene

My heart is but a keepsake and you are the collector
But you've a charm that's hard to break, I need a protector
Oh you've a look and smile you use to manipulate
I know after a while I'll give in and end up full of hate

You know you really got me working up an appetite
And you can satisfy it if you play your cards right
Now everything I have is on the table
My heart is young and my body's able

Now everything we do is devoid of emotion
Why did we try so hard only to go through the motions?
I feel I was abandoned at the side of the road
Was cruel and underhand, and I'm taking back what I'm owed

And when we're out you say that I don't find you distracting
But oh my dear I fear you may be overreacting
To fall in love with you it would be bad for my health
I never knew a man who could love you like you love yourself

You know you really got me working up an appetite
And you can satisfy it if you play your cards right
Now everything I have is on the table
My heart is young and my body's able

Now everything we do is devoid of emotion
Why did we try so hard only to go through the motions?
I feel I was abandoned at the side of the road
You're cruel and underhand, and now I'm taking back what I'm owed

You know you really got me working up an appetite
And you can satisfy it if you play your cards right
Now everything I have is on the table
My heart is young and my body's able, ah
Oh, everything I have is on the table
My heart is young and my body's able



Credits
Writer(s): Chris Selman
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