Chevelle - The Meddler lyrics

You had that nighttime confidence, yet again
Like when you tear us all to bit's, yet again
If you really want advice here
You're too much like a wall
If you're gonna light those fires
We're all up in arms again

Well, I don't belong here
Don't fit your style
Felt your left foot, now meet my right

See now over this, you meddler
Feed off all the rest, you meddler
Talking so close, you bring to mind
It's no fun to be behaving
But, you really lit a fire
All up in arms again
Why don't you feed off all the rest?

Well, I don't belong here
Don't fit your style
Felt your left foot, now meet my right
It's now or never, more difficult
Those midnight answers, and stray arrows

Never, never, lean on you
Clever, clever, one on two
You're mine, finite, imagine this
It's sad, to say, it's simple when still
We want to watch

Well, I don't belong here
Don't fit your style
Felt your left foot, now meet my right
It's now or never, more difficult
Those midnight answers, and stray arrows

I don't belong i don't belong
I don't belong i don't belong