Skiptracing thoughts as you walk by Look like a moth Who's seeking light But you Cant find the way But I've got keys to all the gates Forgot the gun It hardly suits Shape shifting faces On the loose But you Cant read the lines As barren faces take pick their crimes (But) you I see through Tell me a truth Was it you My love My light Paint by the numbers Soothe my thoughts Are you to sue me? 'Spose its the job But you Are littered in red As purple bruises kiss your head (But) you I see through Tell me a truth Was it you My love My light