|I count the ways you turn me on|I calculate the gravity of your song|Sirens calling|I count the ways you turn me on||Crack of your whip|Taking the hit|I'm caught in your grip|And now you thought you want me||I count the days since we went wrong|I contemplate a world where you're gone|Sirens calling|The anchor of innocent it speaks by reflection||Crack of the whip|Taking the hit|I'm caught in your grip|And now you thought you want me||I can hear the sirens calling|Save myself, I can't my darling|I can hear the sirens calling|Save myself, I can't my darling||The reflection of your eyes|Disappears and it is mine||I'm tied to the mast as I pass in the black||I can hear the sirens calling|Save myself, I can't my darling|I can hear the sirens calling|Save myself, I can't my darling|