Stroke It Baby - The Amateur

Hangin' by threads of palest silver I could've stayed that way forever Bad blood and ghosts wrapped tight around me Nothin' could ever seem to touch me I lose what I love most Did you know I was lost until you found me? A stroke of luck or a gift from God? Hand of fate or devil's claws? From below or saints above? You came to me Here comes the cold again I feel it closin' in It's fallin' down and all around me Falling You say that you'll be there to catch me Or will you only try to trap me? These are the rules I make Our chains were meant to break You'll never change me Here comes the cold again I feel it closin' in You're fallin' down and all around me Falling Stroke of luck or a gift from God? Hand of fate or devil's claws? From below or saints above? You come to me now Don't ask me why Don't even try Stroke of luck or a gift from God? Hand of fate or devil's claws? From below or saints above? You came to me Here comes the cold again I feel it closin' in It's fallin' down and all around me Falling (falling) Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling Falling ...

I'm told the case is now closed So I can come to my senses But when the question is posed I'll have this meager defense I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before Despite conclusions I drew There was a chance you'd surprise me And you'd be better than new 'Cause I'd have left otherwise I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before So I wasn't thinking clearly So you didn't think at all I thought that was protocol I was hoping that you'd know better than that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before I was hoping that I was hoping, but you're an amateur I was hoping that you'd know better But I've been wrong before