Lured You drew me in with my conscience Little did I know, you were just nonsense You’re a magnet Attractive at first, repulsive when second We’re polar opposites Sick of it. Lured Drew me in like a fishing rod Screw your other boyfriend named Tod And while you did have a rockin bod, What you did was still very very wrong Stupid Lured Butchered by your gentle embrace Repulsed by your newly ugly face Take my hand out your basket case Yeah Lured I’m devolving Your revolving Around the need to hurt others You’re dissolving It’s appalling Now I’m falling Back into your arms Yeah I’m nodding No No Lured Never again Sick of it Wake up and move Out of your arms And into the light That represents the falling of my dependence on your presence