There's something in the way they move
Picture perfect beauty, with a style and grace to boot
And I can't help but choose
The ones who can't hang on, and wanna loose themselves on route
I've never met another fool
Who doesn't wanna feel on top
But now I'm watching for the fall
The moment when they realise what they wanted, but couldn't recall
Watch the light disappear from their eyes
Desire turns to tiredness, and lust fades with the sunlight
I've never met another fool
Who doesn't wanna feel on top
I always end up on my own
But if I cared I'd stop