Stand there and pull the lever. Believing that's love. You work the big machine belief fuel my fire and then... I'm in love, I lied, I'm in love I lied. And here's my story. I stood there, Pulled the lever, Believing that's love. I lied. I work the big machine and with you. I fuel the fire. Your stories... I fuel the fire. It's all love. And it's okay. You're blind, To what she has lied to you about. To your knees. Pleasure for one. But she just teased you. Buried eyes. In the flow of sour emotion. No one else can feel what I hide inside