Beware by Lucky Boys Confusion

cut the the engine when i'm all revved up
pullthe rug beneath my feet
pull the the trigger when i'm wound uo
then you turn your back on me
then you say that i'm talking too much
but i'm just talking to myself
and whether you like it or not
you'll never ask for help

breathing for you
can't be all in my head
changing scares you
this all in your head
beware
i swear i will be waiting there

draw the battlelines
and back me down
to the corner with such ease
turn the knife til i'm so worked up
all i do is aim to please
the power balance is now upside down
with a sudden change of gears
every single word is now washed up
by your crocodile tears

breathing for you
can't be all in my head
changing scares you
this all in your head
beware
i swear i will be waiting there

the setting sun crumbles in the distance
feeble words meeting new resistance
tired games, do they make a difference
tired games, tired games