Desire (Live)
You've got me so spun that I can't control my head.
Now I don't know who I am.
You're acting so sly but you know what you did
And I can't seem to get you off my mind, yeah.
I'm tempted by the heat of desire and you've got me at the end of my rope.
You bait me like your victim for hire, but I want you so.
I don't think that I can let go.
Oh, not just yet.
I can't forget.
I'd leave you behind but you're everywhere I go,
Ain't no way to get out.
You've got me hooked on your drug and I'm losing all control.
Now I know I'll never be the same, no.
I'm tempted by the heat of desire and you've got me at the end of my rope.
You bait me like your victim for hire, but I want you so.
I don't think that I can let go, no.
Is this just some thing we call desire?
Stop me if I'm preaching to the choir.
Oh, break me down.
Oh, you're breaking me, yeah.
Tempted by the heat of desire and you've got me at the end of my rope.
You know you bait me like your victim for hire
And I don't stand a chance up against you baby
I'm tempted by the heat of desire.
You know I let you play me like a victim for hire and I want you so.
I don't think that I can let go.
Oh, hell no.
Now I don't know who I am.
You're acting so sly but you know what you did
And I can't seem to get you off my mind, yeah.
I'm tempted by the heat of desire and you've got me at the end of my rope.
You bait me like your victim for hire, but I want you so.
I don't think that I can let go.
Oh, not just yet.
I can't forget.
I'd leave you behind but you're everywhere I go,
Ain't no way to get out.
You've got me hooked on your drug and I'm losing all control.
Now I know I'll never be the same, no.
I'm tempted by the heat of desire and you've got me at the end of my rope.
You bait me like your victim for hire, but I want you so.
I don't think that I can let go, no.
Is this just some thing we call desire?
Stop me if I'm preaching to the choir.
Oh, break me down.
Oh, you're breaking me, yeah.
Tempted by the heat of desire and you've got me at the end of my rope.
You know you bait me like your victim for hire
And I don't stand a chance up against you baby
I'm tempted by the heat of desire.
You know I let you play me like a victim for hire and I want you so.
I don't think that I can let go.
Oh, hell no.
Credits
Writer(s): William Sheehan, Mike S Portnoy, Richard Dale Kotzen
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