Once so hard to speakNow so easy to play aroundCatching your eye you knowThat eye that slapped you in your faceand called you a puppyWell how do you sayI was hypnotizedHypnotizedMy words, they pourLike children to the playgroundChildren to the playgroundYou make me smileAnd could you be the one that's not afraidTo look me in the eyesI swear I would collapseIf I would tell how I think you fellFrom the skyYeah my words, they pourLike children to the playgroundChildren to the playgroundYou make me smileIt's the feeling I getMy palms with sweatLike some kind of daydreamI'll never forgetI'm stuck in this spinWhy does it beginBy touching the edge of her skinThere's some kind of light at the endStoned, forgetful, and thenI'm drinking what used to be sinAnd touching the edge of her skin