Fazioli

There must be something wrong

With the way I chase your love

It keeps me on my feet

But a hold on me is a hold enough

There must be something off

'Cause you used to call my bluff

And I'm swept up off my feet

But a chance with you isn't quite enough

'Cause every little thing that you say or do

Is coming right back, back to haunt you

And every single word that you say to me is true

(Is true)

Breathing the fire but you don't know her name

Come a little closer, touch the flame

Breathing the fire but you don't know her name

Come a little closer, touch the flame

(The flame)

'Cause every little thing that you say or do

Is coming right back, back to haunt you

And every single word that you say to me is true

(How true)

Yes, every little thing that you say or do

Is coming right back, back to haunt you

And every single word that you say to me is true

(Is true)