Stuck On The Puzzle
I'm not the kind of foolWho's gonna sit and sing to youAbout stars, girl.But last night I looked up intoThe dark half of the blue,And they'd gone backwards.
Something in your magnetismMust have pissed them off,Forcing them to get an early night.
I have been searching fromThe bottom to the topFor such a sight,As the one I caught when I saw your
Fingers dimmed in the lights,Like you're used to being told that you're trouble.And I spent all nightStuck on the puzzle.
Nobody I askedKnew how he came to be the oneTo whom you surrendered.
Any man who wasn't led awayInto the other roomStood pretending.
But something in your magnetismHadn't just made him dropWhoever's hand it was that he was holding.
I have been searchingFrom the bottom to the topFor such a sight,As the one I caught when I saw your
Fingers dimmed in the lights,Like you're used to being told that you're trouble.And I spent all nightStuck on the puzzle.
I tried to swim to the side,But my feet got caught in the middle,And I thought I'd seen the light,But oh, no.
I was just stuck on the puzzle.Stuck on the puzzle.