You're pushing and pulling me down to you.
But I don't know what I want.
You got it, you got it. Some kind of magic.
Hypnotic, Hypnotic. You're leaving me breathless.
I hate this, I hate this.
You're not the one I believe in
when God is my witness.
Now when I caught myself.
I had to stop myself!
From saying something that,
I should have never thought.
Don't know what I want...
But I know it's not you.
Keep pushing and pulling me down.
When I know in my heart it's not you.
I caught myself-Paramore