Testo: Magnet. The Tourniquet. Fall At Your Feet.

I?m gonna stay right here with you
Cos you?ll be giving up the secrets of your trade
& then put your little demon inside me
Til I?m made no less than utterly possessed

When you sing like an angel,
& I fall at your feet

I guess things will never seem the same again
Cos without you I?m like a torch without a flame
Not a case of fair or unfair, not a case of truth or dare
But your nerve of steel is gonna make me kneel,
& it?s how I feel when

You sing like an angel,
& I fall at your feet