Ingenue

You know like the back of your hand
 Who let 'em in?
 You got me into this mess
 So you get me out
 You know like the back of your hand
 Your bell jar
 
 Your collection
 Ingenue
 You got me into this mess
 Fools rushing in
 Yeah, and they know it
 The seeds of the dandelion
 You blow away
 In good time
 I hope, I pray
 If I'm not there now
 Physically
 I'm always before you
 Come what may
 
 And you know it
 Fools rushing in
 Yeah, well, you know it
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 Who let them in?
 Yeah, well, you know it
 Gone with a touch of your
 Gone with a touch of your hand
 Move through the moment
 Though it betrays
 Transformations
 
 Jackals and flames
 If I knew now
 What I knew then
 Just give me more time
 I hope and pray
 I mistake
 All you say
 The seeds of the dandelion
 You blow away