Boy you draw me back in
I’m hungry for your bad loving
But will someone find me swinging from the rafters
From hanging on your every word

You went straight for the knife, and I prepared to die
Your blade it shines
Looked me straight in the eye, you turned the gas on high
Held the flame alight, you wonder why
I’m scared of fire
You wonder why you make girls cry

(Sia – Straight For The Knife)