Lyrics:

You keep tugging on my shirt
Just to pull me closer
One single step at a time
Your skin against mine
I can just feel you wondering
Fit to be tied
Fit to be tied
Fit to be, fit to be tied
I feel weak
Thrown in wide open spaces
We turn ourselves inside out
Expose what we're afraid to see
'And I know what you're thinking,' I tell myself
I keep pulling
I keep pulling
Now grown numb
Petrified, I think
No, no you don't mean it
You simply say it because you like the way that it sounds
I feel weak
Thrown in wide open spaces
We turn ourselves inside out
Expose what we're afraid to see
And I know what you're thinking
I feel weak
And I give up
And I give up
Sell it well
C'mon and sell it, sell it
Sell it well
C'mon and sell it, sell it
I feel weak