Teksty: Raconteurs. Consolers Of The Lonely. Attention.

Hey!
Now that you have my attention,
What are you gonna do?
You might have good intentions
But they're not coming through
You're very pleased with yourself I see,
It's like a walk in the park
You aren't enlightened by anybody else, cause
You can see in the dark

Got a lock,
Got a key
Got some kind of vice-like grip on me
On a leash, by the reigns
Got a look that puts me in chains

I tried a subtle suggestion
A more direct approach
A can't make a connection
You're beyond reproach
No need for petty excuses
No need for thumbing around
I don't know what the use is
or what you're throwing down

Got a lock,

Got a key
Got some kind of vice-like grip on me
On a leash, by the reigns
Got a look that puts me in chains

Weird mix of lyrics here:

Do you like the reflection?
Do you love the reflection?
Do you like what you see?
Do you like the attention?
Do you like the attention you get from me?
Hey! Yeah! Hey! Hey!

Now that you have my attention...

Got some kind of vice-like grip on me

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey... (continues)

Got a lock,
Got a key.