Between cradle and grave
I drag my feet
Cast a longing gaze
And get tangled in the weeds
Enigma
Can't explain
Charisma never came
And it's left me wanting
Laying here motionless
Smothered beneath a catatonic bliss
My aching knees, they crumble under the weight
Stumble over a clumsy phrase
'Cause it's all news to me
Enigma
Can't explain
Charisma never came
Don't want to play that game
Cards keep falling
How you like to yank my chain
Always big plans calling
Another crooked love song
Another crooked love song