I believe you try to read too much between the lines
and you wonder why I don’t separate my heart from my mind.

Broken down; let go. You always seem to be in the know
and you move me just so I can’t tell if you’re for real or for show

well, you’re setting me up for the big collide:
All I know is that you’re taking me for some kind of ride.

Got your hands on the wheel I can’t believe how you make me feel
you let me down so hard I fall over like a playing card.

And I believe the lies till they hit me right between the eyes
open up come inside you’ll be surprised what you might find

well, you’re setting me up for the big collide:
All I know is that you’re taking me for some kind of ride.