Ingenue

[Intro]


[Verse]

You know like the back of your hand

Who let em in You got me into this mess so

You get me out You know like the back of your hand

Your bell jar Your collection

Ingenue You get me into this mess

Fools rushing in, yeah, And they know it


The seeds of the dandelion you blow away

In good time, I hope, I pray

If I m not there now physically

I m always before you Come what may

And you know it

Who let them in ? Yeah Well you know it

Gone with a touch of your ? Gone with a touch of your hand

Move through the moment Though it betrays

Transformations Jackals and flames

If I knew now What I knew then

Just give me more time I hope and pray

I mistake all you say

The seeds of the dandelion you blow away

[Outro]