I don't know if there's a way
To make this feeling go away quietly
Could be fate or destiny
The predator inside of me prowling
Cause you say all the right things
Behave politely
Could be the death of me
Your vocab is enticing
Cologne smells nice, oh
Give me a reason to leave
I try to take hold of my instincts
But you always know what gets me
Could be yes, or maybe no
But do you think that love could come easily
I don't think that people take the time
To speak too much these days
But then you spoke to me
And you said all the right things
Behaved politely
Could be the death of me
Your vocab was enticing
Cologne smelled nice, and
I found no reason to leave
I tried to take hold of my instincts
But you always know what gets me
Time changes
Love's kind of strange
It holds no concern
My mind wasn't there
Yet somehow you stare and I'm lost
Lost for words
You say all the right things
Behave politely
Could be the death of me
Your vocab is enticing
Cologne smells nice, oh
Give me a reason to leave
I try to take hold of my instincts
But you always know what gets me